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the week past.
Charles Dudley Warner says there
is no doubt that the Gernfnn government
spreads abroad reports un r avomble to
America, with a view to stopping emi
gration.
And here comes the wickedest-looking
woman in Paris—Cora Pearl—old, faded,
haggard-looking, faultlessly dressed in
a qujet toilet of silver-gray foulard, with
lic r dyed yellow hair pulled low on her
forehead, as though to shade her hollow
eyes. Last year she used to drive out in
a landau drawn by two magnificent
horses ; that stunning equipage has been
replaced by a plain victoria, with one or
dinary-looking steed. She is on the
downward track, that is very evident.
She is said to be over head and ears in
debt, her hotel on the Rue de Cbailot is
mortgaged for its full value, and some
day at no very distant period there will
he a sale at the hotel Dronot, and then a
final disappearance of this detestable,
vicious creature.— Lucy Hooper.
The centennial collection of revolu
tionary relics has just been enriched by
the addition to its treasures of the actual
miniature portrait of Washington worn
iV his wife up to the time of !>•
"■vu,* m circumference, faithfully
painted and plainly mounted in heavy
gold. The face bears a striking resem
blance to (Stuart’s portraits of Washing
ton. Jhe reverse of the miniature con
tains a liberal lock of hair, light brown,
freely sprinkled with gray, taken from
• lie bead of '* tin 1 ; father of his country.”
Jhe portrait was evidently taken while
Washington occupied the presidential
(:hair ' On the death of Lady Wasbing
h’"., this medallion, by request, went to
<rs. Pobias Lear, her niece, whose hus-
Khiml was Washington's favorite private
secretary. It is now owned by Mrs.
W illiam Eyre, of Newport, Rhode
Island, formerly of Philadelphia, who is
a granddaughter of Mrs. I,ear.
A Parliamentary return of “the
religious persuasions of the royal navy,
and also of (he royal marines,” states
that of the seamen, twenty-two thousand
eight hundred and sixteen belong to the
church of England, one thousand one
hundred and fifty are Presbyterians, two
thousand six hundred and seventy-five
belong to other Protestant denominations
and three thousand eight hundred and
sixty-six are Roman Catholics. The
religious classification of the marines is
as follows: Church of England, nine
thousand five hundred and forty-five;
Presbyterians, four hundred and sixty
two; other Protestants, one thousand
two hundred and ninety-five; Roman
Catholics, nine hundred and thirty-six.
Ihe return also gives the number of
chaplains employed on her Majesty’s
ships, with their pay and allowances, and
a list of ministers of every denomination
employed in the home ports, on foreign
stations and among the coast guard men.
The Philadelphia Times, reporting the
arrival of the original Declaration of In
dependence at the exhibition, says:
“ The text of the document is as clear
and distinct as when John Hancock and
his compatriots, regardless of the threats
of King George and his minions, put
llieir fists to the same. But tlie vandals,
in search of fac-similes, have not been as
friendly as old Father Time. In taking
a proof the signatures Avert* moistened,
and, in consequence, many of them
have faded into empty space. John
Hancock's name is dim but dis
tinct, but the signatures of Thomas
. I ('Person, Benjamin Franklin, Robert
Morris, and others of equal fame have
entirely disappeared. The best preserved
ignatures are those of Roger Sherman,
Robert Treat Paine, and Stephen Hop
kins. The names of John Adams, Joshua
Bartlett, William Whipple, Samuel
Huntington, and several others are also
very clear. Several experts have closely
< xaniined the document and expressed
tlie opinion .that the lost signatures could
l>e restored by chemical agencies.”
Dun American bushel is that which in
England is known as the Winchester
bushel. An imperial English bushel is
equal to 1.03152 Winchester bushes, a
difference of three per cent. In the Lon
don market grain is quoted by the quar
ter, equal to eight imperial or to 8.25216
M inehestor bushels. In Liverpool grain
is marketed by weight instead of bulk,
using the cental of one hundred pounds.
in Ehgiahd in parcels of IwiVhundretl
eighty pounds. In London maize is
quoted in quarters; in Liverpool in par
(>’lsot four hundred and eighty pounds;
American flour is the only flour mar
kete.l in barrels of one hundred and nine
ty-six pounds each ; California barrels con
-1 tin tAA’o hundred pounds, or two cen
tals, each. Sometimes flour imported
into the l nited Kingdom is designated
b\ hundred A\ r eights (cwts.) each of
" hich is one-twentieth of the “long” ton
(| t tAvo thousand two hundred and forty
pounds. In California the “short” ton,
' qual to twenty centals, or two thou
tit'l pounds, is universally used. East
"* f ' ,e Rocky Mountains both the long
and the short ton are used, but for differ
ent measurement.
• The first principle of pictorial art in
( hina is: “ Objects must be represented
as they are, not as they appear to be.”
virtue of this principle, and not bc
' (use of ignorance, as is commonly sup
posed chiaro-oscuro, foreshortening, and
perspective, are banished from Chinese
pictures. Painting is therefore reduced
s >mple coloring, and is not at all an
the Chinese painter is, besides,
mther a merchant than an artist, and
the ground floor of the house l ff ie occupies
the shop where lie sells the Avork he
fabricates.
Two Dollars Per Annum,
VOLUME IV
ao r to me,
BY KOI.INK WILDWOOD
A chU‘l sat in tlio rosy Fimst pljivlng
AVhilo goMcn sunbeams twined amid berliair:
Her dark eyes raised, with heaven’s light was glow
ing.
And all around her seemed as fresh and fair.
Her thoughts went forward, in tlie unknown fu
ture,
She wished for wealth her woman’s crown to be ;
But Hod in love looked down upon the dreamer.
And whispeied, in His kindness; “ not to be.”
Tlie fair young child to maiden's bloom unfolded ;
The tender lmd to blushing flower had grown ;
Her thoughts had chftng-d from those of lovely
childhood,
Her yearning wish for wealth had long since
flown,
She loved but one and quite forgot Him mortal;
She made an idol, and she bent the knee;
But God looked down upon her earthly worships,
And whispered in His mercy, “ not to be.”
I saw a mother; all her hopes were centered
Upon one object—’t was her only lty ;
To gratify his shahtest wish was pleasure,
And nought without him seemed, to her, a joy.
She dreamed of years,.when he
bit'll naa mnrfeca that fair form for his vic
tim,
And (rod with pity whispered, “ not to be.”
And finis He taketh every idol from us,
No matter what t hat idol chance lo he,
His plain command is, “ never must thou worship,
” Or how thee down to any god save Me.”
Oil! Saviour, keep our hearts from earttily treas
ures,
Teach us to love, and follow only Thee.
1 hat when Death's hand reveals Thy heavenly por
tals,
We may not hear Thy sentence, ‘‘go from Me.”
OUR ONLY SNAKE.
A TALE OF THE MAURITIUS.
We were a party of four, ftiade up of
our host, old Dr. Eairbaim, young
Thompson, assistant surgeon of the—th,
quartered at Mahibourg, Capt. Pdogg,
of the same distinguished corps, and my
self. We sat in the veranda after din
ner, smoking and half dozing, when the
doctor suddenly said to his brother pro
fessional : “By the way, Thompson, I
bad a fine specimen of the cobra da ca
pello given me to-day by the skipper of
the vessel that arrived with coolies from
Madras.”
“Ah, really. You must let me see
him.”
“And what may that he you’re talk
ing about, doctor?” said Capt. Blogg, as
a sound like the booming of a cannon
ceased in the corner at which lie was
seated, for he was a heavy sleeper.
“A species of snake,” replied Dr.
Fairbairn.
“A cobra, did you say? The deuce
and all! A snake here!—a live one,
d’you mean?”
The doctor nodded.
“ Well, now, I’ve always maintained
that if there was one redeeming point
about this precious island, that point
was the absence of snakes. Another il
lusion destroyed! 1 n 1 -®
thee up! ”
“But, Blogg, one snake can’t make a
colony, you know.”
“ I don’t know. I’d believe anything
about snakes.”
“The species is very venomous. I’ve
heard, doctor,” squeaked in a shrill treble
the assistant surgeon, who was an earnest
young man and ardently devoted to his
profession. He had a nervous cough and
wore spectacles.
“I believe you. You should have
seen the creole at the custumhouse jump
as he opened the box in which the skipper
had carefully placed the glass case with
my specimen. It saved the skipper some
duty on trinkets and filigree-work, 1
expect, for the box passed without fur
ther inspection.”
“And do you mean to say that this
venomous reptile is under the same roof
with us, and only a bit of glass between
us and it?” and Captain Blogg appeared
disquieted.
“ True, 0 king! But the glass is very
thick, and ”
Smash! There was a cry and a scuffling
of feet.
“Lui fin alle —lui fin sauve, m’sicu !”
cried a servant, running in with affrighted
looks.
“ Who’s gone—who’s escaped, 'ere Ma
labar ?”
“ ram boo, Sahib,” cried an Indian
servant.
“ How r did it happen, cretin?"
“Moi n’a-pas connais, m’sicu. Lep’tit
gokhra lui casse ”
“ Oh ! no doubt. Of course, it was the
gokhra that did it all, and you lazy
off’at once. Search the house, and if you
find it kill it at once, d’you hear?”
“Oui, oui, kill him, kill him, I say?”
shouted Captain Blogg as the fellow dis
appeared. “’Ron my word the idea of a
snake or gokhra, as that fellow calls it,
makes me quite nervous.”
“ Well, you’re all right anyway, Blogg,
for they’ve made your bed up in the pa
vilion to-night. If the thing gets out of
the house at all you may be sure lie’s
had enough close confinement and will
be off for the jungle at the back, or down
t© the river at his first chance.”
“Yes; my theory is that in his pre
sent famished condition he should first
make direct for your hen-house ”
“ Oh, haug your theories! You look as
wise as an owl, Thompson, but you ain’t
as cunning as a serpent. My peace of
mind has gone for the present.”
The night was oppressively hot and
I sat for some time in the pavilion
veranda, where darkness proved some
thing of a shelter from the mos
quitoes with which the place abounded.
Blogg wouldn’t sit up, and had gone
to his room at once. 1 was in the
middle of my second cheroot when an un
earthly yell from the direction of Blogg’s
room startled me, and in a few seconds he
was standing before me, while he leaned
one hand on the back of my chair and
whispered in a hoarse voice, “ The snake!
EASTMAN, DODGE CO., GEORGIA, THURSDAY, JUNE 1, 187(5.
I’m bitten! Quick; bring tlio doctor at
once.” Ah he sunk into a chair I hast
ened off, and having wakened Fairbairn
and Thompson we were soon again at his
side, our hands full of restoratives, our
tongues full of inquiry. “ Oh, there’s
no mistake about it,” said poor Blogg.
“ I heard the thing give a hiss, and then
felt the bite. I was half asleep, and had
thrown my leg over the side of the lied
Look here; here’s the mark.” And he
pointed to a livid spot on the calf of his
leg. The two doctors examined it care
fully.
“D’ye soe any puncture, Thompson?”
said Fairbairn.
“No • TiuL i-Lotla ( l-”t’ W rUinee,”
replied lnompaon, whom I hud ncarci
muttering as wo came across from the
house : “ Poor old Blogg. But snake
bites ain’t met with every day; very in
teresting ; I’ll take notes.”
Meantime a jorum of about half a
tumbler of whisky had been adminis
tered to the patient, and Thompson had
made a note of his temperature, the state
of his pulse, and had flicked the candle
about in front of .liis eyes, tu ascertain
the state of the pupfl— a manner more
suggestive of an “ interesting case ”
than of sympathy for the victim, and
which the victim resented.
“ What are you fooling me about for
like this, I say, Thompson? Can’t you
do'anything to help the fellow”
“Temper irritable,” noted down
I hompson in a few hieroglyphics in his
book.
“ Can’t do much for you, Pm afraid,
poor old chap,” he continued ; “we are
going to inject ammonia beneath the
skin presently. You don’t feel your
tongue swelling at all, do you, or a
creepy sensation down your back, or
anything?”
“ ()h, dear!—oh, dear ! ” groaned the
sufferer, heedless of these professional
inquiries and thinking of approaching
dissolution.
Presently he gave a roar as Thompson
gave him a sharp prod with a needle.
“ All right, all right,” said the latter
cheerfully; no loss of sensibility—yet.”
Dr. Fairbairn was hard at work press
ing and cleansing the wound, uttering at
intervals various consolatory expressions
and had administered another dose of
the whisky, which by now was having
visible effect on the captain. Ilis utter
ance became thick.
" Ho you remark,” said ih© junior to
l)i. Fairbairn, “thickening of speech—
sensorymotor nerves affected ?”-and
down went his pencil and paper. “ I
say, his teeth look fixed, don’t they?—
tetanic spasms commencing,” and he
rashly applied his forefinger to the bar
ricading teeth, which the captain very
naturally kept closed to avoid an attack
with forceps upon the tongue; but the
“ tetanic spasm” was insufficient to pre
vent the ardent young surgeon from re
ceiving a smart bite from tlie patient,
who feared that there was a sign upon
his tongue.
Captain Blogg had now become al
ternately querulous and maundering.
“ Thompson, you’re a foolish cold-blooded
pill-box. No; I shan’t be quiet, and
you ain’t going to squirt that stuff into
me, I can tell you. Dash hypodermic
injeeshuns! Yes; I can wink with one
eye and be hanged to you, and I don’t
feel a numbness in my lower extremi
ties. I shay,Fairbairn, ain’t he a brute?
Fancy dying in this way, eh ?. fthpose
Shmith ’ll get the step. Don’t like
Shmith. Make my will, eh ? That’s a
goodun! Got nothing to leave but a
few debts and a case of three-star Hen
nessey. Thompson can have the debts,
and you may have the brandy, old chap.
Can I walk? Yes, I can walk;” and
rising to his feet, he reeled from one side
of the veranda to the other, and finally
brought up short against one of the sup
ports, which he embraced tightly.
“ No co-ordination of movement—mis
chief to the cerebellum,” said Dr.
Thompson, as he and l)r. Fairbairn went
to t.fif nqt ient’s assistance. By this time
the Avhole house w,.,, ,anw were
running about more noipy than useful.
Mrs. Fairbairn had risen and made
anxious inquiries as to the accident,
when we Avere all surprised at a merry
peal of laughter, which proceeded, Avith
out doubt, from that excellent lady.
“ Most unseemly!” said Dr. Fairbairn.
“ Horrid, cruel, moshtunfeelinof her
shex!” meaned the captain.
“ Odd!” said Dr. Thompson.
“William, William, come here!”
cried the lady, as soon as laughter per
mitted her to speak ; and Dr. Fairbairn,
Avith an angry look, asked me to take
his place, Avent out. He returned, how
ever, with his own face distorted with
laughter, and going straight to the room
that Blogg had occupied shouted out
“All right, here’s your snake, Blogg;
I’ve got him! ” and giving a hurrah and
a bang with a stick a goose waddled from
under the bed and flapped her wings
about the room, hissing angrily at the
treatment.
Capt. Blogg’s bed had been made up by
an intelligent serA'ant over a tub in which
a sitting goose had been placed. The
captain’s overhanging leg had offered an
inesistible mark.
He didn’t appear at breakfast next
day, but Avent off early. Pressing duty,
we afterwards learned.
Dr. Fairbairn’s cobra was never heard
of again, but doubtless had a merry
time of it among the j ungle-pigs and rats.
In God We 2 rust.
THE V.EEfSY MURDERER.
>
Confession* of Tiro Murders and <t
Hurtle ous Assault.
The Boston Ixst gives the story of
Piper’s eonfessioi, His junior counsel,
Mr. Edward W. irown, visited the jail
on Sunday night 'or the purpose of con
ferring with him [regarding the motion
for anew trial. During the conversa
tion the statement made by riper of the
story of the accidental death of the child
was referred to, am he was asked to re
peat the statement which he did; but
his last story wasao very different from
is first that hiiiounsel said: “Now
iper, you are'no< telling me tlie truth,
v™. La vp not st<*ry as you told
it in the first plafe. If you have any
thing to tell me now that is true I will
hear it, but if list, I must bid you'good
bye and leave you.” Piper, after some
hesitation, said: “Mr. Brown, I will tell
you the whole truthj I killed the little
girl.” “ How did yiu do it ?” inquired
Mr. Brown. Piper jeplied: “I took the
bat from the lower pom before or about
the commencement if the school to kill
somebody. At tluitjtime I carried it up
into the auditorium, but, during the
session of the Sundajf-school, took it from
the auditorium and carried it to the
belfry. There I stqick her with fhe club
two or three times, and she fell where
the blood was found. Then I picked her
up and carried the body to the place
where it was discovered.”
In answer to the question as to whether
that was all, Piper said, “No, sir; I
killed Bridget Laqdregan.” Jle then
related the manner in -Avlifch lie killed
Bridget Landregan in the. flowing lan
guage: “On that night I started out
with two of my brothers to go to church.
After we had gone a liitle way I told
them that I did not feel very well, and
that 1 would go back. *1 left them and
walked back alone. Afterwards I went
into a place where they sold opium. I
got some and then went and got some
whisky. I put them together and drank
them. I then went back to my house
and went down stairs. I took a saw and
sawed ofl tu£ niece of shaft which was
found after v I had cut off
the sbaA T wen t out, walked
around some, and hv|| pj ece under
sie fence. Soon an n ann 0 f fi re wag
;ung. I went to the rfc and then c m e
back and- piwwl with if i y uraxtirrax Trie
cornfc**qf Gutting an A Stoughton streets.
While I was standing there saw Dr. Eddy
pass along, and also saw a woman on the
other side of ti*e street. Immediately
my brother and I went into the house,
and I said, ‘ I guess I’ll go to bed.’ 1
went down to the kitchen, pretending
that I was going to bed, but instead of
doing that I went out the back door. I
got the club and started on after the avo
men I had seen. I followed her along
and overtook her near Glover’s corner.
As there were people aoout there at the
time, I folloAved her down till Ave got
to Columbia street. Then I Avas so near
her that she looked around and saav me.
I struck her immediately ; she fell down
and I struck licr again. While I Avas
stooping over the body I saAV a
man coming, so I started up and
ran away. I got over the fence and
Avent along toward the railroad, some
body called out to me and then I turned
back, took a round-about way and got
borne. On tlie Avay home it occurred to
me that I had a knife in my pocket
Avhich might be recognized in some man
ner, and so I threw itaAvay.” [lt will
be remembered that Bridget Landregan
Avas murdered Avhilc on her way home
from church on the night of the sth of
December, 1872, and that at the inquest
it was stated that one of a party of negro
children who Aver@ playing in the vicini
tp at the time, hearing the outcries of
the girl, ran towards the place and saw a
man, Avhom they described Avith exact
ness, rising from over her prostrated
form and running sAviftly aAvay across
the fields. The lad who went nearest to
the woman Avas very positive of his
atcvfccmpnts. and Ids description of the
man corresponded exactly aviiu that of
Piper. Some rlrcumstances pointed
quite strongly to Piper as being the
murderer soon after the body of the wo
man was found,but he accounted for him
self-by saying that at the time of the mur
der he was a mile and half from the scene
at a fire Avhich occurred that night, hav
ing been on his way home when lie
heard the alarm ; that after going to the
fire he Avent home to bed, and never
kneAV anything of the murder until the
next day.
At the conclusion of Piper’s confession
to being the murderer of Bridget Land
regan, Brown, greatly astonished, asked
Piper it that was all, when the wretch
calmly said: “Oh, no! I committed
the assaut on Mary Tyner.” He said
that on the night of July 1, 1874, he met
her in LaGrange street, and, after some
conversation, he invited her to a refresh
ment saloon, where they partook of some
viands and liquors. He then accompa
nied her to her home on Oxford street,
where he passed the night with her.
Early in the morning he arose, his vic
tim being asleep. He locked around the
room, and saw that he couM leave the
house by going out of the window. He
next saw a hammer, or something that
he thought looked like a hammer, and
seizing it, struck the woman several
blows on the head, and then left the
house and hurried to Warren avenue
church, of which he was then the sexton,
riper can only account for committing
the. shocking assault on the unfortunate
woman by saying that he supposed it
was a desire to inflict injuries for the
purpose of “seeing his victims suffer.”
Since the assault on Mary Tyner she has
been with the exception of a few weeks
an inmate of the city hospital and in
sane asylum at Taunton, where she is at
present. She can not remember where
she was or with whom she passed that
night. In lact, all past and present
events are as a blank to Miss Tyner, ow
ing to the terrible injuries which she re
ceived on that morning.
*' <?'• '•
THE A TIiICA L COS Tl MES.
The Staffer a Glass of Fashion and a Mold
of Form— U'hat it Costs the Flayer to
Hold Up the Mirror.
Actors are all keenly alive to the im
portance of this part of their business,
and not improperly regard good dress
ing as one of the essentials of act
ing, without \Vhich they can hardly hope
to create a favorable impression on an
audience. Other things being equal, the
well dressed actor lias an immese advan
tage over the actor who is poorly dressed
or whose clothes, though costly, reveal
bad taste. Some classes of actors have
to spend very large sums on their dresses
and ornaments. The queens of tragedy
cannot appear as queens at all, unless
they have an outfit of robes, lace, and
jewels, equal in appearance to the finery
of real potentates. The jewelry may be
only glass, and the lace imitation, but
the robes have to be genuine satin and
brocade
The tragedian, also, before he can make
a creditable appearance as Richard the
Third, for example, must put himself to
an outlay of hundreds of dollars, or else
hire a wardrobe. His royal robe of vel
vet and cloth ot gold will cost a clerk’s
yearly salary, and his suit of armor,
whether it be scale, chain or plate, will
probably cost as much more.
Mere ornaments run away with a good
sum of money. Charles Kean, when
playing Othello, wore a dagger with
an immense carbuncle in the handle,
which seemed to cast a ruddy glow around
him, and which was said to be of very
great value. Helen Faucit, in the ban
studded with real gems, rivaling those
in the state crowns of some living
monarchs, The suit of armor which G.
V. Brooks used in Richard the Third was
valued at over a thousand dollars. Even
Rignold’s armor in Henry V.” which
was made in England, and is entirely of
heavy steel, cost five hundred dollars.
A suit of mail, however, can be made of
tin silver-gilt, to look quite as handsome
as the steel, for one-third of that sum.
In historical plays, and plays which go
under the name of “costume” pieces, the
dresses must necessarily he a feature.
Those who saw “Julius Caesar” recently
produced at Booth’s theatre and Brook
lyn Academy of Music ; will have tolera
ble clear idea of the trouble and expense
involved in this branch of stage repre
sentation alone. The costumes and
accoutrements used in that production
were really worth anybody’s study. The
wardrobes of star actors generally are
acquired at an almost incredible expense,
and after much patient consultation of
authorities. Contemporary pictures are
the most trustworthy authorities the
actor can appeal toon mattersof costume,
but often, as in the case of “ Macbeth,”
there are no contemparary picture to
appeal to. In the olden time they were
content to represent “ Hamlet” or
“ Othello,” for example, in a cocked hat,
gold-laced coat, and knee breeches —a
suit of toggery that nobody then thought
ridiculous. Garrick himself was not
above such incongruous dressing. Edwin
Booth’s costume in “ Hamlet,” and
Salvini’s in “ Othello,” well adapted to
mark the advance that has been made in
this art. The head-dress and cape of
fur, worn as one garment by Booth in
loot net of* li llrtiulcij Itt a
did instance of original yet appropriate
costuming; and Salvini’s first dress in
“Othello,” with its features of comely
turban and flowing mantle, every one
perceives to be striking and graceful.
It is in dressing for such parts that actors
have an opportunity of presenting the
results of their researches into the his
tory of costumes, and so of impressing
their audience with the painstaking thor
oughness of their art. Edwin Forrest
introduced a little white in his “ Hamlet”
dress; Booth comes on all In black, or
black barely relieved with a glimpse of
lavender, which is half-mourning. But
it is not always that Mr. Booth’s ideas
of costuming seem to be si) well founded
on historical accuracy; for he once gave
Eaves, the costumer in Fulton street, an
order to make dresses for some ancient
Britons, which were to consist of cloth
tunics and pants drawn in at the ankles.
Garments of skins would certainly have
conformed more to the general opinion
of what was really the covering of our
semi-barbarous ancestors, although they
would not have been so ready made up,
or so conveniently worn, as the tunics
and pants.
Hardly any limit can lx* put to a star
actor’s costumes. A tragedian’s kingly
robe of state can be made for a hundred
and fifty dollars, and upward to an in-
Payable in Advance.
NUMBER 17.
definite amount. His belt alone may
cost forty dollars, or it may cost four
thousand. The dress of a tragedienne,
likewise, may vie for costliness with the
dresses of the wives of cabinet ministers
wh<* have post-traderships in their pos
se-.sion.
There exists a general understanding
between manager and actor as to the
dresses and other properties which each
is to furnish. The latter is expected to
bo possessed of a whole outfit of modern
garments—coats, pants, neckties, hats and
shoes. He is also expected to be already
provided with a sword, with wigs, and with
tights or fleshings. Leading actresses,
also, outside of one, or perhaps two, New
York theatre*?, are expected to bear the
expense of all modern dresses. In our
principal theatres modern dressing is so
well done that the stage may almost be
said to set the fashion. Miss Fanny
Davenport, with her grand Parisian cos
tumes, is said to be ever supplying-her
sex with new ideas as to styles, tints and
trimmings; and such careful dresses as
Montague, Thorne, and Arnott, no doubt
oft furnish some hints to the join esse doree.
Be that as it may, it is no exaggeration
to say that the perfection of tailoring is
to be seen on the stage. It is very seldom
that the fault of overdressing is to be
noted in male actors, but the same can
hardly be affirmed of. the ladies. More
extravagance in the matter of ladies’
dresses has for a year or two past been
seen on the theatrical stage than can he
witnessed anywhere in the United States
outside of Washington. The ladies’
dresses at one New York theatre have
been the talk of the town, and could
hardly have been paid for out of the sala
ries, large jus they are, which leading ac
tresses are know’ll to receive, but have
probably been supplied by the theatre,
contrary to the usual custom.
The foregoing details may serve to show
the importance of stage-costuming. As
we have said, it is an essential of acting,
but only a subordinate essential. It sets
offa good actor as a frame sets off a pic
ture, but a had actor only appears a woise
only for being well dressed. You might
as w r ell expect a man to write a poem
because lie is in possession of a gold pen,
as Anna Dickinson’s gorgeous dresses to
impress the public with an idea that
she is a good actress, or can in time be-
Y. Sunday Sun'.
DOM FEDItO ON FMSONB.
The New York Herald contains the
following anecdotes of Dom Pedro’s visit
to Pittsburgh: He then proceeded to
the American iron works, where three
thousaad men are employed, and having
carefully inspected the works, he paid
the manager the compliment of saying
that in some of the departments the
works were more complete than any he
had seen in Europe.
He afterward visited some glass works
but neither in the system nor in the
quality of the work did he find anything
worthy of commendation.
It was now too late to visit other in
dustrial establishments, so the imperial
party ascended Mount Washington by
the inclined plane railway and enjoyed a
splendid view of the city.
His majesty next drove over to Alle
gheny City to inspect the penitentiary,
where he was courteously received by
the warden. The prison officers were a
little taken aback by his majesty’s ac
quaintance with prison systems, also by
the information that though the PennsyV
vania prison was well conducted appar
ently, his majesty thought, it was not
equal to the penitentiary of Rio Janeiro.
When his majesty was informed that
the workshop building had been erected
at a cost of $15,000 he told the warden
that it was too dear, a piece of frankness
that rather surprised the warden, and
amused not a few of those who accom*
panied the party. His majesty was also
very much disappointed to find so little
provision made for schools in the prison,
and was really surprised when informed
that the doaon desks m a miserable room,
not more than twenty feet square, were
the whole accom modatton devoted to
schools in the system of American pris
ons. This statement seems incredible,
but as it was made by a prison official it
is probably correct. His majesty left
the model Pennsylvania penitentiary
convinced that there was still room in it
for improvement in American prisons.
He was delighted with Pittsburgh, and
expressed great regret that he could not
stay long enough to see the various mat
ters of interest in the city. The energy
and industry of the town made a deep
impression on his majesty.
Mental Images of Executions.—A
New York reporter who has reported
many hangings believes that they are
self-perpetuating, and he is himself
haunted by one of them which he wit
nessed. He says : “No matter where I
am, or in what agreeable society, with
any sudden darkening of the atmos
phere, as of the sun passing behind a
cloud, I see two black figure i swinging
under a black cross-beam a few feet from
my eyes. It is not a mere recollection
of the thing, with its attendant mental
specter, but a vivid reproduction exter
nal to invself, such that the gallows and
the figures swinging to and fro in the
rain are actually before me as they were
that day.”
CRAVE AM) CAY.
• The total amount of the consolidated
debt [ot Spain is $-,l3fi,f>. r >5,97r), bearing
interest at three per cent., or £03,500,-
000 a year, and the floating debt is £259,-
790,000.
..“My lord,” began a pompous young
barrister, ‘ it is written in the hook of
nature— ’’ “On what page, sir—on
what page ’ interrupted the judge, with
pen in hand.
..Ana using incident related to us
by a friend was that of an Englishman
who, like Sir Charles Coldstream, had
“t aveled everywhere, seen everything,
and done everything,” and yet was most
terribly ennuied.
..in the New York Catholic protecto
ry, last Sunday, one hundred and twenty
hoys, between the ages of twelve and
eighteen years, joined the Catholic total
abstinence union.
“who breaks pays.”
(Afltr Tennyson.)
Break, break, break,
My china and glass. Oh, she
Wouldn’t like to hear me utter
The thoughts that arise in me.
Oh, well for the lodging-house eat
That at present it’s out of the way ;
Oil, well for the plump page bov
That lie didn’t take down that tray.
And the breakages go down
To their haven in the dust bin ;
But oh for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a rivet knock’d in.
Break, break, break,
At the foot of the stairs. Oh she
Can’t expect that the whole of her wages
Will be paid this month by me.
..Jerrohl used to toll this incident
from,his own experience: A. passenger,
well-to-do in the world, had fallen over
hoard at sea, and his life was saved by an
Irish sailor, who jumped in after him.
Asa reward for the service which his
preserver had rendered him, the gener
ous passenger presented the man with
sixi>cnce! Whereupon the sailor, scan
ning him from head to foot with a smile
of supreme contempt, exclaimed in a
rich brogue, “Be jabers, it’s enough! ’
..There is now and then a jMiet who
does not court the muses in vain, and
for whom the newspapers have a tender
dess. The following lines are.being gen
erally copied, and seem to touch the
great heart of the people :
Twenty froggies went to school
Down beside a rushy pool;
Twenty little coats of green,
Twenty vests all white and clean.
“ We must he in time,” said they;
“ First we study, then we play;
That is liow to keep the rule
When we froggies go to school.”
Master Bullfrog, grave and stern,
Called the classes to their turn ;
Taught them how to nobly strive,
Likewise how to leap and dive;
From his seat upon the l<jg
Showed them how to say “ker-chog!”
Also how to dodge a blow
From the sticks which had boys throw.
Twenty froggies grew up fast;
Bullfrogs they became at last;
Not one dunce among the lot,
Not one lesson they forgot ;
Polished in a high degree,
As each froggie ought to be;
Now they sit on other logs,
. A lie second night after her first hus
band died she sat by the open chamber
window five hours waiting for the cats
to begin lighting in the backyard. She
said: “This thing of going to sleep
without a quarrel of some kind is so new
that I can’t stand it! Let ine alone till
they begin; then I can doze off gently !
. .Charlotte Cushman said to two young
girls about to go on the stage: “To me
it seems as if, when God conceived the
world, that was poetry; he formed it,
and that was sculpture; lie varied and
colored it, and that was painting; and
then, crowning all, he peopled it with
living beings, and that was the grand,
divine, eternal drama.”
..Marshall Hubbard, aged seventy
eight, a well-known citizen of Pittsfield,
died recently. Some years ago he built
a family tomb on a sunny hillside in the
cemetery, and was accustomed to sit in a
chair in its open ando I'* 1 '* jn fine days, saying
he was impatient to sleep with the in
mates. He kept the tomb scrupulously
clean,* often sweeping it out with his own
hands.
..In India one hundred dialects are
spoken by the two hundred and forty mil
lion of people who belong to agreat num
ber of distinct races, and whose habits of
life to-day are essentially similar to those
practiced by their predecessors three
thousand years ago. Three hundred
years of labor in that peninsular have
brought twelve million souls under Rus
sian sway. The English in one-third of
that time have extended their power
over two hundred million.
li OMA X M OS AI C'S.
Cardinal Antonelli wrote the follow
ing letter to Archbishop Wood of Phila
delphia, in reference to the mosaics sent
from Rome to the centennial exhibition :
“ Availing myself of the proposal kindly
conveyed to me through you, Most Rev
erend Sir, that the coming centennial ex
position in Philadelphia should offer to
public view some object of art wrought
in the only establishment that remains
to the Holy Father, I have catiscd some
works of the kind specified to be for
warded without delay to your direction.
They consist of two Madonnas in mosaic
—one of Rapheal and the other of Sasso
ferrato ; also, two vases of flowers, like
wise in mosaic, prepared in the workshop
of the Vatican establishment, and I have
been authorized by the Holy Father to
send them to the exposition. In addition
to these there will be a St. Agnes, virgin
and martyr, in tapestry, which the artist,
Signor Gentilli, has been able to execute
in the Vatican, owing to the generous
patronage of His Holiness. Monsignor
Csesare Roncotti, through whom I send
this letter, will furnish you with special
instructions concerning the above-men
tioned works of art. Meanwhile I beg
of you to receive my thanks, and also
communicate the same to the chairman
of the Financial committee, Mr. John
Welsh, for his kind attention to the pres
ent matter.”