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W. A. DURiyCHiLK,! Kdltors and Proprietors,
SEWS OF THE WEEK,
EAST.
All the coal companies doing busi
ness at the Wyoming and Lackawanna valley
have stopped work on account of the market
being overstocked. Twenty thousand men
and boys are thrown out of employment.
WEST.
A sudden rise in the Mississippi sent
a million s.nd a quarter feet of logs over Bt.
dtamw* ' foils, and did some damage to the
The Union Pacific railroad company
• has commenced suit in the United States
courts, to restrain the counties through which
the road passes from collecting the tax of
1873.
A report comes from Fort Sully that
Indians to the number of four thousand at
tacked Custar’s expedition on the 15th and
an -were repulsed with heavy loss. Custar’s
is reported at; fifty killed and wounded.
flie cavalry at Rawlings, Wyoming,
have instructions to thoroughly scout the
Sweetwater, Powder and Big Horn rivers and
country Ho the southern extremity of the Yel
low Sterne hike, and administer the severest
pimwbment possible to all Indians found out
of their reservations. Much is expected of
this expedition, which is finely equipped and
nvill be in the field about three months. A
(body of Shoshone Indians join in the expe
dition.
The following telegram has been re
ceived from Gov. Osborn, of Kansas : I have
information through Indian agent Stubbs and
•other sources, that the Osage tribe of Indians
! have at a general council declared war against
this state. Depredations have alreadv been
committed by them on our southern border.
The state has but few arms, and the United
States troops heretofore guarding the line being
now in the Indian territory, at a great distance
from the Osage reservation, exposes the fron
tier settlements of this state to great danger.
With arms we can defend our own borders.
•Can you furnish two thousand carbines and
-accoutrements and one million cartridges on
account of the state of Kansas ?
SOUTH.
The bark Mermaid, from New Lon
don to New Orleans, is reported sunk, and the
captain and five of the crew were drowned.
H. D. Newcombe, president of the
Louisville and Nashville railroad companv,
died at Louisviillee on the 18th., of paralysis.
Old John Harper, owner of the cele
brated Longfellow, died at his residence, near
Midway, Kv., on the 19tU instant, leaving a
large fortune.
T. W, Cordoza, of Mississippi, col
ored, superintendent of pnblic instruction,
sues the St. Louis Dispatch for $50,000 dam
ages. The Dispatch apologised on the second
day for its offensive publication.
The following defalcations are re
ported from New Orleans : Paul Lessasier,
cashier of James Hernandez, $2,000 ;J. L.
Dellery, cashier of the Citizens’ bank, $40,-
000. The defaulters have absconded.
A duel occurred in St. James parish,
La., last week, between Dr. Charles Gray and
Deputy Sheriff Prichard. They fought with
revolvers, distance fifteen paces. Both fell at
the third tire, and expired in a few minutes.
There is new in Tennessee over 4,000
white schools and over 800 colored schools,
and about 6.000 teachers. Of the number of
teachers fully 1,000 are colored, the colored
teachers being employed wholly in colored
schools.
Anderson Perry, John Ross, Antone
Maurice, James Williams and John Robertson,
associates in the murder of Elisha Eastwood,
an old fiat-boatman, on the 25th of April last,
were hung at Napoleon, Assumption parish,
La., on the 21st instant.
A company has been organized, with
a capital of $700,000, to cultivate the petrie
plaut, a valuable product of the gulf coast of
Mexico. The fiber of the plant is seven feet
and a half long, is very durable, and is claimed
to be the equal of hemp for rope, bagging,
and other articles.
At Rrookhaven, Miss., last week,
three negroes, Dick Cooper, Anthony Grant
and Silas Johnson, who forcibly entered the
residence of a Mrs. Burnley, and violated
her person, were taken from the jail and hung
by the citizens, about 1,000 of whom were
present. They all confessed their guilt on
th©*gallows.
A desperate shooting affray occurred
last week on the Tennessee side of the Mis
sissippi river near Point Pleasant, in which
Capt. Albert Hall and a young man named
I.eerhaw were killed. Geo. Darnell was mor
tally and Capt. Cole and two brothers named
Coe, seriously wounded. The affray grew out
of rivalry between Capt. Hall and Capt. Cole,
who run competing ferry boats at Point Pleas
ant, which culminated in a law suit.
SPAIN.
The formal recognition of Spain by
Sweden is announced.
News oomes from Carlists sources
that Pnycerda is in flames.
The war department has signed a con
tract for 130,000 American breech-loading rifles.
The Carlists have extinguished the
lights on the Spanish coast between St. Sebas
tian and Bilboa.
A special dispatch from Satander an
nounces the arrival of the German men of
war Nautilus and Albatros at that port, and
says they were well received.
In consqeuence of the confiscation of
the property of Carlists by the Spanish gov
ernment, Prince Alfonso, brother of Don
Carlos, has issued an order to the trope under
his command that retaliatory measures will be
taken,
Spanish advices by way of Paris re
port that a ministerial crisis exists at Madrid,
and Sagosta and Cotoner are expected to quit
the cabinet. Also that the inhabitants of
Madrid refuse to submit to a fresh conscrip
tion and disturbances are imminent.
The government has information that
a filibustering expedicion is preparing against
Rorto Rico, and taken measures to put a stop
to it. The truth of the report in regard to
that island published in the New York Free
man’s Journal is indignantly denied.
De Urgel has been surrendered to the
Carlists, through the treachery of parties
within the city, who are the friends, of the
Bishop of Urgel. the chaplain of Don Carlos.
Gen. Tritanv captured the entire garrison,
415 men with 32 guns, and shot the command
ant of the citadel.
Spain, it is charged, instead of carrying
into effect the understanding of the Fish-Polo
protocol, namely, to investigate the conduct
of those of its authorities who have infringed
on Spanish laws or treaty obligations, and to
punish those who may have offended, has
made a demand of indemnity in the affair of
the Virginias and for other alleged wrongs
suffered by Spain, owing to the fillibustering
expeditions fitted out in this country, and
landing or attempting to land men and muni
tions of war on the Spanish American coast.
To this demand our government has re
plied in firm but courteous terms, asserting
the untenableness of the positions of the
Spanish government and reminding it of the
remissnees or inexcusable delay in making
reparation for the wrongs suffered by Ameri-
can citizens in person and property. The
latest information from (Minister Cush
ing .is that he is still pressing our demands on
Spain. It Beems certain the clause in the pro
tocol providing ths.t reciprocal reclamations
shall be the subject of consideration be
tween the two governments, will not end sat
isfactorily, in which caee it will become a
subject of arbitration as per agreement, pro
viding the constitutional assent of the senate
of the United States shall be given to it.
THE STANDARD AND EXPRESS.
FOREIGN.
Japan Has recently been visited by
heavy rains and inundations, causing great de
struction of life and property.
The investigation into Bazaine’s es
cape show that most of the guards were in
connivance, and he left by an open door.
The carlist chieftain Tristany has
captured Leo De Ergel sixty-seven miles
southeast of Seraia. The fighting was des
perate and losses heavy on both sides. An
immense quantity of stores fell into the hands
of the carlists.
The Russian government has refused
to recognize the Spanish republic. It is in
consequence of this that the other powers de
lay complete recognition, but it is reported
that the governments of Austria and Germany
■ have sent credentials to their representives
at Madrid.
The latest estimates in regard to the
extent of the famine in Industan, show that
8,000,000 of the natives are still dependant on
charitable relief. Great distress is threatened
in Tirhoot, where the weather has been ex
cessively dry. Unless rain falls soon the har-
vest will prove a failure.
Marshal Bazaine has written a letter
to the minister of the interior, in which he
says: “ That neither Colonel Villette or any
other of the prisoners in custody are respon
sible for my escape from prison.” He declares
that he had no accomplices in the fort or else
where, except his wife and nephew. The
marshal describes how he eluded the surveil
ance of his jailer, and in conclusion says:
“ Resenting the humiliating prison regula
tions, I felt justified iu au attempt to recover
my liberty. As I was not tried by my geers
my sentence was illegal.”
The Mark Lane Express, London, in
its weekly review of breadstuffs market, has
the following. Bad weather has prevailed
throughout the past week, but onr farmers
have kept a sharp look out, aud have secured
their crop. There are 'no reports of sprout
ing, though much wheat was packed in poor
condition in consequence of high winds
and low temperature. The same
weather has ruled on the continent. This
will bring good samples to the front,
and increase the value of the old
stock. There is little difference in prices since
last report, although the tendency is down
ward. France is sending back here cargoes
shipped thence. The crops here and in France
are mostly secured, and the dependence of
both countries on foreigners is materially les
sened. The lastest estimates put our crop
at 7 per centum below the average.
MISCELLANEOUS.
The steamship Calima recently made
the trip from San Francisco to Yokohama in
seventeen days and thirteen hours—the fastest
on record.
The steamer Tagus on her next trip
to England will take out ten locomotives for
the Russian government and 900 stand of arms
for the Turkish government.
A Washington dispatch states that
Secretary Fish declares that the story of the
proposed cession of Porto Rico to Germany
is without foundation, and that the alleged
dispatches are forgeries,
the Cheyennes, whose resignation is demand
ed by the Quaker commieioners because he
called for troops, says he did no more than
any good citizen calling for the police against
burglars and murderers.
The Freeman’s Journal makes the as
sertion that Admiral Polo, late Spanish minis
ter to Washington, was recalled beecause lie
refused to sanction the transfer of Porto Rico
Island to Germany, in return for help to put
down the carlist insurrection and the rebellion
in Cuba. The Journal publishes the docu
ments, and says Admiral Poio will not say
there is one word mistranslated.
Notwithstanding the advantages of
protection and plentiful factory help at starva
tion wages, the cotton spinners of New Eng
land still manage to make more mqney than
those of old England. Lancashire cotton
spinning and manufacturing companies, some
of them working under disadvantages, show
dividends varying from ten to forty-eight per
cent, per annum. Of twenty-six companies
only one is as low as ten per cent., and three
are above forty.
AN ELDORADO.
Rich Alines of Gold and Silver Discov
ered by Custar.
The report of Gen. Custar to the
department commander, dated Bear
Butte, Black Hills, August 15, has been
received at Gen. Terry’s headquaitf’s.
After detailing his operations and ex
plorations, and the finding, in one di
rection, of an impassible barrier, which
was finally circumvented, the general
says : “ I propose to return by a dif
ferent, though perhaps not shorter route
than that adopted in coming. lam in
duced to make this change in order to
embrace a larger extent of unexplored
country within the limits of our explo
rations, and particularly to enable us to
locate as much as possible of that por
tion of the Little Missouri of which
nothing is now known. I expect the
expedition to reach Fort Lincoln Au
gust 81. The health of the command has
been and is most excellent. This expe
dition entered the Black Hills from the
west side and penetrated through the
eastern and most southern ranges; ex
plored the major portions of the interi
or and passed out the eastern range,
which form the boundary of the Black
Hills. From the fact that in all our
principal marches through the Black
Hills we have taken, without obstacles,
a heavily loaded train of over one hun
dred wagons, it may be inferred that
the Blaek Hills do not constitute the
impenetrable regions heretofore repre
sented. Entering the Black Hills from
any direction, the most serious, if not
the only obstacles, were encountered
once near the center base. This proba
bly aqpounts for the mystery which has
so long existed regarding the character
of the interior. I can only repeat what
I have stated in previous dispatches.
No portion of the United States can
boast of richer or better pasturage, or
purer water. The natural temperature
is but 12 degrees above the freezing
point, and of greater advantages gener
ally to the farmer and stock raiser than
to be found in the Black Hills, build
ing stone of the best quality is to be
found in inexhaustible quantities. Rains
are frequent, with no evidence in the
country of either drouth or freshets.
The seasons perhaps are too short and
the nights teo cool for oorn, but I be
lieve all other grain could be produced
here in wonderful abundance. Wheat
would particularly yield largely. I will
only mention the fact that iron and
plnmbago have been found, and beds
of gypsum of apparently inexhaustible
quantity. I referred in a former dis
patch to the discovery of the gold.
Subsequent examination at numerous
points confirm and strengthen the fact
of the existence of gold in the Black
Hills on some of the water courses.
Almost every pan full of earth pro
duced gold in small, yet paying quanti
ties. The miners report they found
gold among the l-oots of the grass, and
from that point to a lower point reached,
gold was found in paying quantities.
The men discovered it at the expense of
little time or labor. As evidence of
the rich pasturage to be found in this
part, I say mv beef herd, in marching
upward of six hundred miles, is in bet
ter condition than when I started, being
now as fat as consistent with marching
condition. The same may be said of
the mules of the wagon train. The
horses of the command are in good
working condition. I have never seen
as many deer as are in the Black Hills.
Elk and deer have also been killed!
We have had no oollision with hostile
Indians,
TEAR*.
BY FATHER RYAN.
Team that trickle down her eyes,
They do not fall to earth and dry;
They Boar like angels to the skies,
And like the angels cannct die.
For oh ! onr immortality
Flows through each tear, sounds In each sigh.
What waves of tears surge o’er the deep
Of Borrows in onr restless souls I
And they are strong, not weak, who weep,
These drops from out the sea that rolls
Within their heart forevermore:
Without a depth—without a shore !
But al:., the tears that are not wept
The tears that never outward fall—’
The tears that grief for years has kept
Within ns—they are beet of all—
The tears onr eyes sha.l never know,
And deeper than the tears that flow.
Each night, upon earth’s flowers below,
The dew comes down from darkest skies,!
And every night our tears of woe
Go up, like dews, to Paradise,
To keep in gloom and make more fair
The flowers of crowns we yet shall wear.
For ah ! the surest way to God
Is up the lonely stream of tears
That flow, when bending ’neath the rod,
And Jill the tide of onr past years.
On laughter’s billows hearts are tossed—
On waves of tears no heart Is lost.
Flow on, ye tears! and bear me home!
Flow on, ye tears of deepest woe !
Flow on, ye tears, that are but foam,
Of deeper waves that will not flow !
A little while—l reach the shore
Where tears flow not—forevermore.
THE GOBLIN RECORD.
BY JOB. 0. CANNING.
Man, as well the lettered as the un
lettered, is attracted by mystery. While
the educated one ridicules the extrava
gance and the unchecked wildness of
the ignorant brother in his persistent
chase after phantoms, he must confess
that the same ghost is playing wanton
with his own senses.
I have often been induced to investi
gate delusions, although convinced that
I was hunting a shadow, if not a silly
cheat. To dissipate all ideas in one’s
mind of goblins, haunted houses, and
weird noises has required more philos
ophy than has yet been accepted. And
so we must admit that if there is not
cleverness in a mystery there is that in
it which fascinates in spite of a better
judgment, and carries the oi polloi be
yond the control of reason, while
they listen with eager ears and excited
brains.
Tarrying at a friend’s house, I was
informed that there was an unoccupied
dwelling in the neighborhood frequented
by unseen spirits. It interested me,
and I shortly discovered that his sister
was anxious and even willing to visit it.
I offered myself as an escort and pro
tector, and was accepted. The 1 uilding
was called the Redwood mansion, for
merly the property of an old, aristo
cratic family of the district. The last
inmates were two elderly ladies, sisters
of the Redwood lineage. For years
they had utterly refused communication
with the world, and were charitably
rated as eccentric. Their wants were
supplied by a slave of the butcher,
who pissed, at regular hours, all the
necessaries of life through the gate of
the yard, and at each time found the
money and other orders. They had
be.n allowed their unsocial whims
through the indulgence of a kind com
munity and the esprit de corps of the
Redwoods until dread circumstances
broke the living chain. The rector of
the parish, while passing one morning,
was attracted by moans from the som
ber house, and forcing an entrance
found the eldest sister in dying agonies
and the other hurriedly paciDg the
apartment in a state of frenzy. The
result was death of the one and the re
moval of the other by distant relatives.
Such was the history given to me by
Miss E. She added : “I have such a
strange desire to visit this mansion,
however foolish it may be.”
The dwelling was large, and in its
glory must have been as famous for its
grandeur as it was popular for its enter
tainments when Col. Redwood with
his princely welcome was its courteous
lord. Now the walls were cracked, the
chimneys fallen, the windows broken,
and its aspect desolate. I detected the
slightest tremor in the arm of my com.
panion as we pushed into its silenee-
The mold of neglect, the bat, the spi
der in her magnificent festoons, tattered
window-hangings, and general decay
surrounded*us. We could almost im
agine the gibbering of uneasy spirits at
our bold intrusion as we passed from
room to room. Yet the stillness of a
charnel house only prevailed.
“I have heard,” whispered Miss E.,
“that there is an old desk, or cabinet,
which has never been removed. It
would be so novel and romantic to find
it and search for relics, perhaps treas
ure.” But no room contained it.
“ The attic !” she exclaimed. “ Dare
you go up and explore ?”
“If you do not wish to accompany
me and have the courage to remain
alone,” was the reply.
“ Oh, then, go I Bat ” her voice
trembled. “Yes! go quickly and talk
to me constantly. I will not go up, but
I must know about it.”
I ascended the creaking flight and
had informed Miss E. that I was busy
at the discovered drawers, when a
scream from below startled me into
nervousness. It was from Miss E., and
instantly I was at her side.
“ I have had such a fright!” she said,
while the soft rose-like hue which
danced in her cheeks gave way to ex
treme pallor.
“ An apna—”
“Hush!” she whispered, with a fin
ger to her mouth. “ I know lam fool
ish, but I distinctly heard—there !
Did you not hear that ?—there !”
It was even so! I heard footsteps 1
“Keep your courage,” I replied.
The noise of steps grew more distinct,
and a fair head lell heavily on my
shoulder.
Sometimes it happens that a bright,
courageous idea takes the place of wan
ing hope and fearful uncertainty, acting
as a pendulum to the giddy brain and
the shattered nerve. Such relief came
to my rescue, rendered as I was, hors
de combat, and Miss E. to support.
Angry as I wsis, from the force of cir
cumstances, I laughed I Looking np
wildly, then inquisitively, Miss E.
sprang from me, exclaiming : “ What
is it then? I was frightened, and you
are cruel to make light of it!”
A dilemma I certainly was in. Ap
pearances were against me, but my
heart was not hard. I had laughed
from thorough exasperation, for I was
helpless. Could I have floated away
with my charge I could then re
turn and defy all the imps and goblins
ever exorcised, and topple the wretched,
moldy, ghostly old shell into utter
ruins. It was at this crisis that a large,
wooly head, with protruding eyes, a
display of ivory, and a breadth of lip,
appeared at the door.
“You black scoundrel!” I yelled,
“ do you know how you have frightened
Miss !E. ?”
“ (lorry, massa ! I’se right sorry.”
“ Never miad, Sam,” interrupted Mi'bs
E., “my wits have returned. lam so
glad it is you.” It was her favorite ser
vant.
We were to hasten back to accompany
a party to Anemone vale, a beautiful
(pot beyond the town limits. I was not
sorry : neither did Miss E. regret the
change, nor the aseuranoe that the gob
lins of the Redwood mansion were not
now likely to molest us. “But did
you find anything?” she eagerly asked.
“Wait and see !” was my answer.
The breeze was fresh in Amenone
Yale, lovely in its carpet of the soft
flower which gtve it its name.
“ There is a tint of mustiness abont
it, and an ancient look,” remarked my
friend, as he unrolled a manuscript I
handed him.
“ Well, there might be,” replied his
sister. “It is snatched from the haunts
of goblins—but let ns hear it I”
CARTERS VILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 2. 1874.
A piece of paper fluttered to the
ground, as the pages were unrolled.
It read :
“November 10, 1870. Will this
sheet ever mold ? It is pleasant to hope
that it may be read when the writer is
incorporated with mold. Read my
story and learn to guard the heart and
control the passions. R. 8.”
Seating ourselves upon a bank of wild
flowers the manuscript was begun.
“An eye for an eye. A tooth for a
tooth—Holy. I am an invalid, waiting
for life’s thread to snap. The present
is a mixture of hope, memory, the
future, and reality. Hope results in
disappointment; the future is vague,
while reality is fruition. Imagination
is false, for it famishes barren hills
with verdure ; transforms a face of ugli
ness to one of beauty ; makes a miserly
relative a generous donor; pictures
yourself more perfect than the whispers
of conscience, and causes the hopeful
heart sadness. I will not deal with it.
What I write is reality. Failing health
pushed me into travel. It is hard to
bid adieu to the old gables and the
arched gateway, in doubt that one may
see them again, not from age, not from
the necessity of a long absence, but
from the certainty that you are cMhsed
by disease at which physicians shake
their heads but mutter hope.
“ I had been upon the road several
days before anything of interest aroused
me from my depression. Passing a
dwelling, whose neat appearance at
tracted my attention, the notes of a
peculiarly plaintive song .attracted me.
I first reined my horse and then, dis
mounting, I followed a winding walk,
adorned on either side with simple
flowers, to the open door. I had been
noticed and was met by a young man
who oordially bade me enter.
“ ‘ We were singing a song I learned at
sea, of which my sister is quite fond,
but we shall be glad for an interrup
tion.’ It was the introduction of an
import sequence, and the story which
follows.
“Frank Lavender, the father of my
host and narrator, became, in the early
years of his marriage, entangled in wild
dissipation with a neighbor’s son, Dick
Perry. Their recklessness increased
until the' murder of a wealthy planter
in the township made their flight nec
essary, and neither had ever returned.
The exertions of justice proved futile,
and with the lapse of years the suppo
sition gathered strength that by some
other means retribution had come upon
the fugitives.”
My friend, who had been reading the
manuscript, exclaimed: “I well re
member, my grandfather once related
this very tale to me. His description
of Lavender was that of a very hand
some man, of fine figure and of a pre
possessing air. I cannot recall the de
tails, but the son and daughter here
spoken of were very fortunate in in
heriting a large estate quite strangely.
My old sire made a moral, and, while
upon his knee and staring into his
wrinkles, I was warned from evil com
pany and the haunts of the enemy.”
The manuscript was resumed :
“ There is no silver in my locks—
and never will be. The worm has his
mortgage upon them and he is already
after a foreclosure. Recorded pharma
copoeia has not sufficient knowledge to
deter the grim bearer of the hour-glass.
He knows it, and so do I. For months
I have been absent from the gables. I
have returned, patched up merely.
Quid faciendum ?”
At this point the manuscript had evi
dently been laid away, for the remain
der was traced in a different ink and by
a feebler hand. It opens again with the
same quaint pinings.
“ Life has queer findings. The one
who interests you to-day is gone to
morrow an 1 forever, while the partner
of an old life-game turns up suddenly
to confront you with tedious memories
oftener that with agreeable recollec
tions. Earnest yearnings are rarely re
alized, but they have been once with
me. The candor of my host, Lavender,
and his sad experience created an in
terest and a sympathy which was, years
later, revived intensely. I was again
compelled to seek the north, and had
fixed a temporary abode in one of the
pleasant villages in an eastern state.
Among the few acquaintances I formed
was that of an eminent judge, who was
at that time presiding at the trial of a
wretch committed for arson and mur
der. He was particularly noticeable,
commanding in person—a deep, rich
voice, a fine dark eye, and hair sprinkled
with silver. He lived in elegant style,
as I can attest, at his place called Man
rove Hall, without a wife, and child
less. His card read, Poinset Telfair.
“ At the breakfast table, the last day
of the exciting trial, I was agreeably
surprised to recognize my old friend
Lavender. He had just arrived in quest,
of a tarrying place for the season. Cir
cumstances at once determined him to
remain with me. The pending case at
the court-house, in which I had become
much interested, was the topic ot dis
course, and Lavender was induced to be
present with me at its conclusion.
“As we seated onrselves among the
eager spectators, Judge Telfair passed
in with elastic step, an air of calm dig
nity, admirable in ripe manhood. Lav
ender whispered enthusiastically—what
a lord !’
“The case was given to the jurors
and they had returned, giving as their
verdict murder in the first degree!
‘The prisoner will stand!” said the
judge. ‘lt is a solemn charge, the
sentence of death! None should re
ceive it but the atrociously guilty. Just
and righteous laws have been enacted
to prevent convicted felons even from
inequitable decisions. The benefit of
these laws has been your claim and
privilege. Weary days have been con
sumed in this unwelcome duty of find
ing you beyond the mercy of man, and
now it is incumbent upon me to make
this finding fearfully exacting. Before
I pronounce the dread sentence, let me
urge your most serious attention to the
awful fate that awaits you and for what
crime ? In the dead of night, when in
nocence sleeps and none but the plot
ter of evil seeks work, you * ntered a
harmless household and sent an un
suspecting soul swiftly to the judg
ment, applying the torch to cover the
horrid deed. You are soon to stand be
fore an offended Deity, with stains of
blood so deep that none but Almighty
God can wash them out. Let your time
be improved in reconciliation with that
being yon have so desperately mocked !’
“An awful stillness shut down npon
that ciowded room. Yet upon the faoe
of the prisoner was a villainous sneer,
and struggling in his eyds were the
blackest passions I ever saw flashed
upon man. His teeth were firmly set
and his hands griped the rails ao hard
that his very nails were dark with his
base blood.
“ ‘ But the sentence !
“ ‘You, Philip Wing, will be taken to
the prison, and on Friday the seventh
day of September, between the hours
of eight and twelve, will be hang by
the neck nntil you are dead, and may
God have mercy on your soul!’
“ * And may He oondemn yours!’
screamed the wretch, pointing his fin
ger directly at the judge. ‘Ay, yours,
Frank Lavender ! Do you remember
Dick Percy, now? Ha ! ha! a mur ler
er for a judge !’
“Through the athletic frame of the
judge a violent tremor was disoernable.
Falling heavily over in his velvet chair,
his arm hung listlessly, and his face
grew black. ‘At last!’ he gasped, while
a purple stream gushed from nostril
and month.
“ ‘ Gone first!’ again yelled the pris
oner, still standing with outstretched
hand and a demon’s grin npon his livid
features. ‘And dead first. Ha! ha !’
“ Beside the dead judge there was
another carried from that room insen
sible. It was the son, the inheritor of
the judge’s wealth and of Mangrove
hall !”
Shadows were creeping down Anem
one vale as my friend finished the man
uscript.
“ I have no doubt R. S. is the uncle
of the weird sisters of the Redwood
mansion,” he added. There is a dilap
idated headstone in Jt. John’s church
yard bearing this inscription : “Rich
ard Stepley, obit October 10,1791, while
recruiting his health at St. Thomas,
West Indies, aetat thirty-eight years.”
How Sllyer-Plate Ware is Made.
The process by which silver-plated
goods are made is a rather curious one,
and quite different from any the unin
itiated are led to suppose. Let ns fol
low the process of making a teapot, for
instance : A flat piece of Britannia—
which is the basis for most plated goods
circular in form and abont the size of a
common dinner-plate, is fastened upon
a lathe next a wooden form or mould,
and the lathe is set in motion. The
workman with the requisite tools presses
upon this revolving disc and shapes it
over the wooden block, giving it the-re
quisite orm. The body of the teapot
is thus “turned off” in a moment or
two. The top is turned off in the same
way, also the lid, and at the proper time
they are put together. The legs,
handles, and whatever other ornaments
of a solid nature are to be added, are
generally cast in moulds and fastened
upon the pots by workmen skilled in
that line.
If the pot is to be engraved or chased
it will be necessary to hammer upon its
surface, and, as the metal is soft and
yielding, the pot must in some way be
made solid. This is done by filling the
vessel with hot pitch, and allowing it to
cool, when the whole mass is as flint al
most, and will bear any amount of bang
ing, The engraving and chasing finish
ed, the pot is hung upside down on the
top of the tank of pitch, and the heat
soon empties it of its contents. It is
then placed in solutions of turpentine
and soda respectively, and all traoes of
the pitch are removed.
From here it goes to the polishing,
and then to the “ bath-roon,” where the
silver is added to the surface. The
great requisite in silver-plating is a
clear and smooth surface. Without
this the work would be very unsatisfac
tory. In order to attain this, each piece
is thoroughly polished, and then thor
oughly boiled in a strong solution of
potash and rinsed in clean cold water
aefore going into the bath of silver, in
which it remains a sufficient length of
time to obtain the coating required,
and is again thoroughly cleansed.
Another polisher gets it next, and by
means of a revolving brush of copper
wire takes off the heavy white appear
ance which the silver bath leaves, inter
stices of the < ngraved or chased parts.
The burnisher handles it next, and
with a steel instrument about one
eighth of an inch thick, shajied like a
trowel but smaller, by constant attrition
brings into brightness the now dull
looking body, burnishing such portions
as are intended to be acted upon. The
remaining processes are those ©f finish
ing and packing, mainly.
The girls who are employed as burn
ishers work by the piece and get the
same compensation as men for the same
class of work. They earn from $7 to
sls per week, according to capacity.
All work except the heaviest and odd
ly shaped, like large waiters, etc., are
made by the lathe and pressure process
we have described, but the heavy work
is “struck up” with a dross, much as
jewelry is.
The process is a very interesting one,
and can be thoroughly understood only
by personal inspection.
No Ear For Music.
Our neighbor, Chubb, had not much
of an ear for music, but he spent a con
siderable sum in having his daughter
taught how to hammer the piano, and
he is proud of her accomplishments.
He was i alking with ns over the fence
the other day when a series of dreadful
sounds came from his piano through
the open window. Presently Chubb
remarked : “ D’yon hear that* Adeler ?
Just listen to that, will yon? That’s
what I call music.”
Then there were a few additional
bangs on the instrument, a flourish or
two, and then more disoordant thump
ing.
“Splendid, isn’t it?” said Chubb.
“ Mary Jane’s bustin the music right
out of that machine, you observe.
Them’s the Strauss waltzes, I believe,
she’s raslin’ with now. Just listen.”
We remarked that from the energy
displayed Mary Jane seemed at least
really in earnest. But whether she was
treating Mr. Strauss exactly right was
an open question.
“I don’t know nothin’ about music,
Adeler,” observed Chubb, “but I can
tell the real thing when I hear it, and I
can sit and hear Mary Jane play them
waltzes and the ‘ Maiden’s Prayer,’ un
til it makes me cry like a child.”
We asserted that if she played these
compositions as she was doing now, it
would make anybody cry. A deaf mute
would shed tears.
“Listen to that now, will you? ’ ex
claimed Chubb, as a wild tumult of
sound came from the parlor. “Isn’t it
nice? If I didn’t know it was Mary
Jane a tearin’ around among them
waltzes, I’d think it was one of those
fellows who played at the ooncert. Let’s
go over and hear her.”
We entered the house and sought the
parlor. Mary Jane was nowhere to be
found, but, to the infinite disgust of
Chubb, there was a red-haired man,
with fiats as big as a loaf of bread, tun
ing a piano !
Dexter Eclipsed.
Bonner is not much of a horseman,
after all. His fastest speoimen of
equine fleetness, Dexter, is now sur
passed in trotting record by half a
dozen animals. The magic Maid, with
her mile in 2:14$ ; the American Girl,
with time but a little slower Red
Cloud, who has just circled the track
in 2:17, and Lulu, who was spun around
the course in 2:165, are all so many
pangs of envy in the soul of Bonner.
The day has flown in which any one
man oould hope to secure for his private
stable the best trotting stock of the
oountry. It has been a red-letter sea
son in the history of American racing.
Horses of known swiftness have
eclipsed their previous reoords, while
animals hitherto obscure, as in the case
of Lulu and Lucille Golddust, have
dashed down the most astonishing fig
ures. “A two-forty gait,” once the
symbol of supreme fleetness, has be
come a mere tnrtle pace.
A Canadian Sensation.
Considerable excitement exists in the
Parish of Bazile, County of Portneauf,
Canada, caused by the ooourrenoe of
certain phenomena of nature, consist
ing of peouliar internal noises and
commotion in the earth, as well as defined
shocks of earthquakes. The noises
vary from low, distant mutterings to
loud reverberations. The concussions
were so violent and threatening that
the more immediate residents to the
place from which the noises were loud
est fled from their homes, and others
are preparing to follow. The opinion is
divided as to whether fire or water will
declare itself. The result is looked for
with much trepidation.
A contkxporabx defines the waltz as
“hogging set to music.” The defini
tion is new, if the.idca is no*.
SAM HOUSTON.
How Me Resigned the Governorship of
Tennessee, Forsook His Beautiful Wife
and Joined the Cherokee Indians.
The true story of Sam Houston’s res
ignation of the governorship of Tennes
see, and his joining the Cherokee Indi
ans in Arkansas, has never yet been
published, and when I heard it a few
days since from the lips of a gray-haired
resident of Nashville who hail been the
warm personal friend of the hero of
San Jacinto, I made a mental note of it
for the benefit of the Times readers.
“You see,” said the old gentleman
referred to, “ Houston and I were em
ployed in a store together at Kingston,
East Tennessee, when we were boys.
That was about 1812. The next year he
enlisted as a private in the army and
marched oft to the Creek war. He was
soon made an ensign, and was the first
to scale the works at the battle of the
Horse-shoe, when he was shot twice in
the right arm.
“ He came home and finally got well,
and was appointed sub-agent to the
Cherokee Indians, but he soon got into
a quarrel with Calhoun, then secretary
of war, and was removed. Then he
came to Nashville in 1818. He began
to study law with Judge Trimble, and in
six months’ time was admitted to the
bar. At the first session of the legisla
ture after he was elected attorney gen
eral of the state, over Francis B. Fogg,
who was one of the most prominent
and scholarly lawyers in the state.
“ He was then sent to congress, where
he was a warm Jackson man, and while
there he had a difficulty with John T.
Irwin, and when they both came back
to Nashville Irwin challenged him, send
ing his challenge by a noted desperado
of St. Louis who had killed several
men. He was not considered a gentle
man, and Houston wouldn’t Jtake a
challenge through him. Gen. White
heard this and made some remarks
about Houston, which led to a duel be
tween Houston and White, in which
White was seriously wounded.
“ This added to the popularity of
Houston, and he was elected governor
of the state in 1827. He had saoeeded
Governor Carroll, who was a very popu
lar maD, and who was spoken of prom
inently as a candidate for re-election.
Houston was afraid of him, and in or
der to secure his own re-election to oon
gress in case Carroll beat him for gover
nor, began to strengthen himself polit
icallv, and in order to carry cut this
scheme married, in January, 1829, a
lady belonging to a very influential
family at Gallatin, thirty miles north
of Nashville. She was a very hand
some, brilliant young lady, and at
tracted great attention wherever she
went, which exasperated Houston, who
was of a morose, jealous disposition. I
used to see him frequently and knew
that he had married puiely through
political reasons, and soon saw that his
domestic life was an unhappy one.
‘ ‘ One Saturday in April I met him at
a big barbecue just west of the city,
where he and Carroll both made
speeches. I saw that the feeling of
that crowd was all in his favor, and told
him so, which caused him to be in the
very best of spirits, and while in that
mood we separated. Monday morning
I called at the Nashville inn, where he
and his wife had been boarding sinoe
their marriage, but I was refused ad
mittance to his room. I persisted,
however, and was finally admitted by
Shelby. I found Houston lying on the
bed with his face covered np, and, in
answer to my astonished inquiries, Dr.
Shelby told me that Mrs. Houston’s
father had come down from Gallatin for
her the day before, and that she had
left her husband and returned to the
home of her childhood.
“ Said I, “General what’s this I hear?”
“ Said he, 4 I’m a ruined man ; I’m a
ruined man!”
“ I told him he owed it to his friends
to give some explanation for his conduct,
and asked him why he and his wife sep
arated, to which he replied that he
hadn’t a word to say against his wife—
that she was a high-minded, virtuous
lady.
“He then said that he alone was to
blame; that he had decided to exile
himself among the Cherokee Indians,
and that he wanted me to carry his res
ignation as governor to the secretary of
state. This I emphatically refused to
do, at first, but at his earnest solicits
tion and that of Dr. Shelby, I finally
consented.
“ The next morning, Houston, Shelby
and I went aboard a steamboat, Hous
ton being disguised so that no one re
cognized him. We bade him good-bye,
anil he went down the Cumberland. He
told me afterward that he got as far as
Napoleon, Ark., without being recog
nized, and in that case, he begged the
man to say nothing abont meeting him.
He went on to Fort Smith, where he
joined a Cherokee by the name of Jnl
ly, whom he had been familiar with
while he was agent for the tribe. He
assumed the Indian dress, painted his
faou, and could not be distinguished
from them.
“A few years afterwatd he passed
through Nashville, with a delegation of
Indians, on his way to Washington. I
recognized him, but wouldn’t speak to
him. The fact is, his friends here con
sidered he had disgraoed them, and
were disgusted with him. While in
Nashville he went with his delegation
and called on Gen. Jackson at the Her
mitage.”
“ And how did Jackson treat him ?” I
asked.
“I don’t know, but I suppose he
treated him all right, as they had been
great friends. After reaching Washing
ton, I know he whipped a member of
congress by the name of Stansberry for
saying something disresjiectful of Jack
son.
“ After this, we heard nothing more
of Houston until just before the Mexi
can war, when we heard that he had
gone to San Augustine to practice law.
You know his connection with the Mex
ican war, probably, as well as I do.”
“ He married again, I believe?”
“ Yes. His wife got a divorce, and
he married a Mobile lady, and she made
a man of him. They visited Nashville
together, and I went with them to see
Jackson at the Hermi’age, twelve miles
from the city. His first wife married
again, and is now living near Nashville,
unless she has died recently.”—Nash
ville Cor. Chicago Times.
The Slave Trade or the Nile.
In 1870 or 1871 Sir Samnel Baker, the
well-known English traveler and ex
plover, entered the service of the khe
dive of Egypt for the period of three
years, at a salary of $50,000 per annnm.
He was ordered to suppress the slave
trade of the White Nile and to re-es
tablish the government of the Egyptian
viceroy in the Nile basin ot Central
Africa. His expedition to that oonntry
was partially snooessful. He reclaimed
much territory, which was added to the
dominions of the khedive, and he cap
tnred many slavers and restored their
victims to liberty.
Bat notwithstanding his glowing and
self-con gratalatory accounts of brilliant
victories, it may well be doubted
whether Sir Samuel Baker succeeded in
seriously crippling the slave traffic. It
is true that he had a great deal to strug
gle against. The feeling of the Egyp
tian people is strongly in favor of the
cont inuance of the slave trade, whioh is
regarded by them as a domestic neces
sity and as a source of commercial pro
fit. Nor was the suppression of the
traffic the main object in view with the
khedive.
Sii Samuel Baker has very reoently
written a letter expressing his surprise
that Abou Saood, the great slave hunter
of the White Nile—to whom he at.
tributes much of his tronble on the ex
pedition—should have been appointed
by the khedive to be the right hand
man of Col. Gordon, Sir Samuel's suc
cessor in the present expedition. Ac
cording to this letter, Abou Saood is a
most unmitigated rascal. He is the son
in law of the head of a Cairo firm of
slave banters, Agad & Cos., and every
year he leads an armed force of 2,500
cutthroats on a slave hunt from Khar
toum in the Sondan. He massacres,
plunders, and burns through the inte
rior, and kidnaps the w men and chil
dren to sell them into slavery.
Why the Sonth Failed.
In his address at the late commence
ment of the University of Georgia,
Gen. John B. Gordon incidentally made
the following allusion to the war, and
the failure of the southern cause. He
said:
“ And just here I am tempted to
break the thread of my argument to
make a remark which I think ought to
be made in this connection. It is this :
That their civilization and these institu
tions, whatever may be said of their
evils, were also the sources from which
sprang the matchless prowess and self
sacrifice exhibited bv the sonth in the
late war. And as I have introduced
this subject, let me add also that I
mean no mimic regret when I deplore
the efforts to pli ce the responsibility of
onr failnre at the door of this or that
man, or npon this or that cause. The
truth is, we have failed because it was
impossible to sucoeed; and if, with all
the experience of both sides, we had
the war to fight over again, we shonld
accomplish no more; nor has any other
race, under like circnmstances, ever ac
complished 30 much in the past, nor
can ever accomplish so much in the fu
ture. What is it you ought to have
done that was left undone ? You did
all that human hands conld accomplish,
human intellect suggest, human skill
devise, or hnman hearts endure. And
yon yielded at last only to overwhelm
ing calamities, to crushing impossibili
ties, to the decrees of a destiny as in
exorable as death—to resist which you
brought publio and private economy,
pnblic and private devotedness and
nnitodness, skill, intellect, courage, will,
energy, sacrifices, prayers, churches,
states, manhood and womanhood; en
during suffering, straggling with a
faith, a heroism and martial spirit un
exampled in history and lnstrous in de
feat.
Sex in Education.
It seems tons that Dr. Clark very
nearly put the whole matter in a nut
shell when, in his paper read at Detroit
recntly, he spoke of the “Sex-in-Edu
cation” qnestion as follows : “ The only
difference between the sexes is sex ; but
this difference is radical and fundamen
tal, differences of organization, that ex
tend from the lowest to the highest
forms of life. Progress is impossible
without acoepting and and respecting
differences of sex. That it is physiolo
gically possible to diminish it, by an
education arranged for that end, no
physiologist can doubt; nor can it be
doubted that identical methods of edu
cating the sexes, snoh as prevail in
many of our schools, tend that way.
One result of a school system animated
by such methods is to make a very poor
kind of men out of women and a very
poor kind of women out of men. For
tnnato for the republic if no illustra
tions of the truth of this remark could
be found withthin its borders. The
best quality, noblest power, and su
preme beanty of the two sexes, grow
ont of their dissimilarity, not ont of
their identity.”
Coster’s Gold Discoveries.
It is possible that the report of gold
discoveries by Gen. Caster's oommand
may presently stimulate anew gold fe
ver among the adventurous classes of
the west. They need to bear in mind
two or three things. First of all, as
Mr. Greeley used to put it, statistics
demonstrate that, on the average, more
money has been made in proportion to
those engaged in the work by men dig
ging potatoes than by men digging
?old. Then the country is covered by
ndian olaims, and although these are
not likely to stand against a determined
invasion of gold diggers, they are pret
ty certain to be wiped ont only in a
good deal of blood. Old gold miners
have less faith now in surface diggings,
and it must be remembered that only
surface diggings will be possible in the
new region for some time to come.
And, finally, it is fortunate that the
new Eldorado appears to be attractive
for other reasons than because of its
gold. If the emigrants will only take
Slows as well as picks, the oountry will
e the better off for their movement.
New York Tribune.
A Statesman and a Pickpocket.
One day Edward Fox went with his
brother, Charles James Fox, to witness
the first balloon ascent made in Eng
land. There wa? a great crowd, and
Fox detected a pickpocket attempting to
relieve him of his watch. "My friend,”
said he, “ yon have chosen an oocupa
ion which will be your ruin at last.”
The thief burst into tears, and ex
claimed : “O, Mr. Fox, forgive me,
and let me go. I have been driven to
this by necessity alone; my wife and
children are starving!” Fox compas
sionately gave him a guinea, and he
went away with blessings on his lips.
Soon after, Fox, wishing to know what
time it was, found his watch missing.
“ Good God !” he exolaimed, my watch
is gone !” “Yes,” answered his brother,
“ I know it is ; I saw your friend take
it.” “Saw him take it and made no
attempt to stop him!” “Really,” said
the general, “ yon and he appeared to
be on snch good terms with each other
that I did not like to interfere.”—
Galaxy.
The Velocipede Exprese.
Velocipedes are beooming an institu
tion in Paris for forwarding messages
from the exchange (bourse ) to the cen
tral telegraph offioe, Rue de Grenelle.
The rates charged by “ velocemen” are
two shillings. The ran there and back,
including delivery of messages, takes
twenty-five minutes for a distance of
three miles, 5,280 yards. It is oontem
plated by some speculators to establish
a public company. When Marshal Ba
zaine’s trial was going on, velocipedes
were need for conveying messages from
Versailles for the Moniteur, one of the
Parisian papers. The single run was
charged a pound sterling, and accom
plished in forty-five minutes for a dis
tance of twelve and a half miles, at a
quicker rate than the railway trains.
Bat the road descends all the way, Ver
sailles being on a higher level than
Paris, and the railway is circuitous;
stoppages are also very freqnent on the
line.
Natural Wonders of Wyoming.
In the northwestern corner of the
territory of Wyoming is located one of
the most beautiful lake* on this conti
nent, if not in the world. Adjacent to
it are the sources of four majestic rivers,
the Yellowstone, flowing into the Mis
souri at a distance of 1,300 miles; the
Missouri itself, which finds its way to
the gulf through the Father of Waters;
the Columbia, which, passing through
the most remarkable canyon in the
world, discharges its waters into the
Gulf of California. Grouped around
thia lake, and in the midst of this wa
ter-shed, is perhaps the grandest dis
play of cataracts, hot springs, geysers,
mud volcanoes, and natural architec
tural beauties anywhere to be found on
the faoe of the globe.
PROPERTf IN LONDON.
The Vast Possessions of the Nsfclllty In
the metropolis.
The “city” of London is a mere vil
lage, right in the heart of a vast wilder
ness of houses, says Mark Twain—like
the central square of a chess board; and,
as the hordes that inhabit it, daily dwell
miles away on the outskirts, it has a
ridiculously small population in the
night compared to what it has in the
day time—Boo,ooo in the day and 50,000
i t night.
Anybody, a mechanic, or anybody
else, who rents or owns a Louse, has a
vote—that is to say, a man who pays
rates, or taxes—for there is no law here
which gives a useless idler the privi
lege of disposing of public money fur
nished by other people. The “ city”
has its own police, and its own govern
ment. The rest of the metropolis is
composed of a great hive of once separ
ate villages, which still retain their own
names—as Charing, Holborn, etc.—bat
they are welded together into a oom
pact mass of honses now, and no stran
ger can tell when he passes ont of one
of these towns and into another.
The estates of the nobility are strictly
entailed, and cannot be alienated from
the family. The town property which
these great landlords own is leased for
long terms—from half a century np to
ninety-nine years; in Sootland nine
hundred and ninety-nine years. I was
visiting a house in the West End, the
quarter where dwelling-house property
is the most valuable. My host said he
bought the lease of the house he was
living in (a three-story brick, with base
ment) twenty-five years ago, for seven
thousand five hundred dollars, when it
had forty-one and a quarter years to
ran. Every year he has to pay one hun
dred and fifty dollars ground rent.
But in these days property has so
greatly advanced in valne all over Lon
don, and especially at the West End,
that if this lease were for sale now it
would require something like a fortune
to buy it, and the ground rent would be
placed at one thousand dollars a year,
instead of the one hundred and fifty
dollars the present owner will go on
paying for the next twenty years. The
property belongs to the dnke of Bed
ford, and when he reflects npon what
that property will have soared to, ten
or fifteen years from now, and still pay
ing him only the trifle of one hundred
and fifty dollars a year, he probably
wants to go and dig up his late ancestor
and shake him.
This house is one of seventy-five just
like it that snrronnd a beautiful square
containing two or three acres of ground
—ornamental grounds, large old trees,
broad, clean-shaven grass-plots, kept
scrupulously swept free from twigs,
fallen leaves, and all other eye-sores.
His grace the duke owns all those sev
enty-five honses, and he owns the orna
mental square in the middle also. To
each house he leaves a key that will ■
open any of the numerous gates (there
is an iron railing all aronnd) to the
square, and nobody can get in these but
the occupants of the seventy-five houses
and such persons as they choose to in
vite. They do a deal of croquet. The
seventy-five pay a small sum yearly to
keep the square in repair.
It was a pleasant day, and we walked
along down the street. Every time we
crossed anew street my host said :
“ This property belongs to the dnke
of Bedford also—all theee stately blocks
of buildings—both sides of the street.’
By-and-by we came to another orna
mental square like the other, and sur
rounded by large dwellings.
“ Who owns this square and these
houses ?”
“ The dnke of Bedford.”
We turned and walked about half a
mile in another direction. Still the
same. All the way it was, “ This all
belongs to the dnke of Bedford ; this
ornamental square is his; this is the
statue of the late duke ; all tho smoky
statues we have seen represent dukes of
the line, of former generations. We
are pretty well tired ont by this time,
else we might go on till we could show
you the great Covent Garden Market
one of the sights of London.”
“ Who owns it ?”
“ The dnke of Bedford.”
“ I suspected as much. Does he own
the property around it ?”
“ He does.”
“ Does he own any in the country ?”
“ Whole counties.”
I took a cab and drove about seven
teen miles, or such a matter, to my
hotel. No candles in my room—no
water—no towels. I said to the land
lord, “I have a very serious notion of
complaining to the duke of Bedford
about the way you keep this hotel. ”
He said, “What has he got to do
with it ?”
“I said, “He probably has a good
deal to do with it; I suppose he owns
it?”
“ Well, he don’t do anything of the
kind ; I own it myself.”
The item was worth something, any
way, and so I entered It in my diary :
“London is owned by the duke of
Bedford and a one-horse hotel-keeper.”
But I found afterward that the dnke
of Portland, the marquis of Westmin
ster, and other noblemen, own as large
ly here as Bedford does. Indeed,
Westminster is much the richest peer
in England—perhaps the richest man
in the world. His income is some
twenty thousand dollars a day, count
ing Sundays. But what it will be next
year or the year after, bafflet arithme
tic, for the old cheap leases and ground
rents are constantly running out, and
the property being let at more than
quadruple prices. The dnke of Port
land owns the hnge piece of ground on
which the British museum stands.
It is no hardship here to own real
estate, for the taxes on it are trifling, as
they are also on foreign wines and
luxuries which only the well-to-do in
dulge in. The revenues come from the
manifold things which Tom, Dick and
Harry of the great middle and working
classes have got to have and cannot do
withont.
A Washoe Pastime.
The Austin Reveille is guilty of the
following: “A number of grass-widow
ers and bachelors of this city have
formed a bean association, and weekly
festivals are hild at the residence of
the various members. The last festival
was held at the house of a gentleman
whose better half is absent in Califor
nia, John Denis officiating. At the con
clusion of the festival the tea-kettle lay
on the bed in the best bedroom, the
pot in which the beans were oooked lay
on its side on the parlor carpet, the
knives, forks, and spoons, were distrib
uted among the spittoons in the sitting
room, the baby's crib was covered with
dirty tin plates, and the sewing-machine
was disfigured with chunks of dough,
splashes of bean soup, and the skins of
Chile peppers. Since the organization
of their society there has been an effort
to elect a dish-washer, but each gentle
man nominated has declined the honor
on the plea of other and more important
business. The organization is known
as the Free and Independent Grass
widower’s Bean-eating league.”
The Columbus Enqnirer, having com
pleted its inquiry into the state of local
social science, presents the 'ollowing
report, which is as vividly drawn as
one of Dore’s pictures: “Ascrrysigbt
it is to see a spike team, consisting of a
skeleton steer and a skinny, blind mule,
with a rope harness, and a squint-eyed
driver, hauling a barrel of new whiskey
over poor roads, on a hermaphrodite
wagon, ir.to a farming district where the
people are in debt, and the children
foroed to practice scant attire by day
and hungry sleeping by night.”
VOL. 15--NO. 36.
SAYINGS ANI> DOINGS.
The smile on a man’s face who coun
terfeits joy when he goes down on an
orange peel, is both gloomy and pe
culiar,
“ Is them the common dog sassage V
inquired a venerable looking lady, as
she surveyed a bunch of bananas over
her spectacles the other day.
Con. in the honse of Com
mons, said philanthropy is so energetio
that “it requires a good deal of influ
ence nowadays to get hanged.”
Great efforts are being made to in
duce Liszt to visit this country. One
manager offered him 1,000,00Cf/for one
season, but the Abbate politely declined.
A German at Terre Haute, Ind., sold
last year, 16,000 pounds of grapes raised
on land, which, the same season, would
not have produced 60 bushels of com.
“ I shalt. awaken in heaven,” wrote a
Boston gM before taking arsenic. But
she took too muoh for a death dose, and
awoko with a °tomach-pump dona her
throat.”
“I am going—l know I am,” said a
dying Mississippian, “ and I believe I’d
go easier if Jim would get down the
fiddle and play ‘Sore-heel Sally* onoe
more.” Jim did.
A Western postmaster writes to the
postmaster-general “that hell will be
full of country postmasters b fore long
if they do not get more pay than is al
lowed this offioe.”
Geo. Morin has just exhibited before
the French academy, a bottle contain
ing eight kilogrammes of osmium, the
most poisonous metal known. “ This is
enough,” ha exclaimed, “to poison the
An account of a fire in England fur
nishes a valuable hint to volunteer fire
departments. “The London Scottish
was the first regiment on the alert, hav
ing no trousers to put on, and the fire
was soon extinguished.”
Bathing cloaks, which are to be put
on dry when leaving the water, and
worn across the beach to oonoeal the
moist figure, are made of Turkish towel
ing, trimmed with oriental braiding,
and cut loose and very long,
universe” as one millogramme of osmi
um, diffused thrugh one hundred cubic
metres of air, renders it irrespirable.”
We really feel very nnoomfortable, and
should like to know what the general
intends doing with that bottle.
McGrath has had an operation per
formed on the feet of Tom Bowling.
As the operation was radical and se
vere, it is safe to predict that the
mighty son of Lexington and Lucy
Fowler will not appear upon the oonrse
in a race again this season.
From a recent camp-meeting sermon
“ Be not content with the hope of mere
ly getting into heaven—of being driven
on to the heavenly shore, like a batter
ed old hulk ; but strive to go in like a
grand vessel, with every sail Bet, the
colors of your redeemer flying at the
mainmast, and freighted with a pre
cious cargo.”
The whole polioe force of Jefferson,
Texas, were recently arraigned before
the Mayor of that thriving city on toe
charge of vagrancy. The charges were
preferred by the families of the police
men on the ground that the offioers had
no visible means of support, as they
had received but 812 from the city in
the last five months.
“ Herodotus, mv son, what time is
it ?” inquired Mr. Spilkins of his son,
who had jnst come home from college.
"Well, father,”replied the youth, pull
ing out his watch, “let x represent 11
o’clock and y equal 10 minntes, and x—
-2yis the answer.” Spilkins pondered
for a moment and then said he thought
it must be about bed-time.
Somebody has been finding fault with
the natural philosophy in Poe’s Raven.
He asks : “ How oonld the raven, ‘sit
ting lonely on that placid bust’ of Pal
las—not only on the door, but above it,
and of oourse right against the wall—
by any law of illnmination ‘thrown his
shadow on the floor ’ for the poet’s soul
to float in and be lifted nevermore f"
Our Treasures.—
Nothing is oar own : we hold' oar pleasures
Just a little while, ere they are fled ;
One by one life robe ne of otir treasures;
Nothing is our own except oar dead.
They are onre, and hold in faithful keeping.
Safe forever, all they took away.
Cruel life can never stir that sleeping,
Cruel time can never seize that prey.
What can be more startling, asks the
Washington Star, than’to see a delicate
and fascinating young lady, with a long
train, suddenly torn around, without
giving the unsuspecting individual be
hind her any warning whatever, gently
stoop, reach back with her right foot
and kick desperael v ? She is going
across the street, and is merely switch
ing off her train in anew direction.
Husband and wife who have fought
the world side by side, who have made
common stock with joy or sorrow, and
grown aged together, are not unfre
quently found curiously alike in per
sonal appe ranee, and in pitch and tone
of voice. He has gained something
feminine which brings his manhood in
to fall relief; she has gained something
masculine which acts as a foil to her
womanhood.
The house at Kissingen, occupied by
the "Iron” Prince, as the German
papers style him now, is distinguished
by seven bombs, which it received from
the Prussians in 1866, and which were
left immured in it. A peasant of the
environs, to whom the Prinoe, incog
nito, showed the proper way of mowing
meadows, has, since the thing got
abroad, refused large sums offered for
the scythe with which the Chancellor
exemplified his practical knowledge of
farming.
The night clerk of a Burlington ho
tel was startled about 11 o’eloek the
other night by the following conversa
tion, at a time when he supposed he was
alone in the offioe: “ Come along, von
hoodlum, let’s go up stairs.” “Go
nothin’," was the gruff reply, "let’s
wait till the midnight train comes in :
there’s nothing you can get blood out of
in the house now.” And the amazed
and horrified clerk oonld see nobody in
the room except two old gray mosqui
toes, dozing on a Saratoga trank.
The Best Things.—
The sweetest songs are those
That few men ever hear
And no men ever sing.
The clearest skies are those
That farthest off appear
To birds of strongest wing.
The dearest levee are those
Tliat no man can come near
With his best following.
Hebe, now, is a bit of frescoing that
is quite fresh. A negro woman living
near Carlisle, Kentuoky, for the last
forty years—Jane Young, black as th*
ace of spades—began about four years
ago to change color, and gradually
grew white, until she bleached out to
a tolerably fair oomplexion. Within a
few weeks past her original black color
commenced return, showing itself in jet
black spots at different places on her
faoe. Men who understand about cut
icle are looking over the old lady’s fea
tures to see what they can make out of it.
Bailey, of the Danbury News, relates
a story of an American in London who
oonld not find in any of the London
shops genuine Yankee chewing tobaeoo.
He was an inveterate ohewer, and was
nearly driven to distraction at not being
able to find the weed. Finally he called
upon the American minister, and asked
for a chew ! That gentlemen informed
him that he did not use the stuff m any
bnt cigar form. The disappointed man
sailed for home the next day. This re
calls the eld lady who called upon Mr.
W ash bum e in Paris and asked to look
at the Brooklyn directory I