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The Gainesville Eagle.
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EDITORIAL EAGLETS.
The New York Sun prints a long,
eloquent and feeling tribute to the
late Dr. Pierce.
• What a mouth that poet must have
had who wrote, “I covered her with
the kiss I gave.”
-
The latest invention is a flat can
dle. The baby can be spanked with
it without extinguishing the light.
Atlanta is to have an excersion to
Cincinnati, over the Cincinnati South
ern, about the 10th of next month.
The postoffice authorities have pro
mulgated an order that no mail mat
ter be delivered to any lottery agent.
Mr. Richard Schell, a well known
citizen of New York, and somewhat
of a politician, died a few days since-
The railroad commission has organ
ized, elected Mr. R A. Bacon, of Co
lumbus, clerk, and fitted up an office
in the cap'tol at Atlanta.
Out in lowa, after a man has had
five or six family fights and lost a leg
in a threshing machine, he is counted
worthy to be called “judge” around
the grocery stores.
Now that times are so hard here
and people are so restless, it may be
doing them a service to remark that
the highwayman business is paying
pretty well out west now.
It is alleged in political circles that
John Sherman’s refusal Io become a
candidate for the Ohio senatorship
is notice to the country that he in
tends to become a candidate for
president.
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A South Carolina man was recent
ly struck in the groin by a p'stol
ball, but escaped injury from having
a silver dollar in his breeches pocket.
-. He was not an editor, or the dollar
would not have been there.
We admire Mark Twain’s humor,
- but hanged if we like his politics.
He says: “I wouldn’t vote for a dem
ocrat for pound-master, if he was as
pure as an angel and as good as
Moses. I’d swallow a mighty bad
republican first.
■*.
The Constitution has found a foe
man worthy of its steel in the person
of Hon. J. F. Awtrey. His last letter
to that journal on the usury law was
an exceedingly able document, and
worried its several able editors into
a two column editorial. It must be
a very exceptionable case to justify
such an attack as this on public pa
tience.
The Cincinnati Poss is getting to
be about the red-hottest democratic
paper out. It is with sincere pleasure
that we note this conversion to the
right on the part of that able jour
nal. A cleverer fellow than Charley
Burnett never fluttered a Faber, and
• when he becomes a good democrat
we shall feel like going clear up to
Cincinnati to embrace him.
Says the Boston Globe: Senator
Blaine ridicules the idea of intimida
tion by troops at the polls in New
York, because the soldiers number
but two to three polling places. It
is not the number that alarms any
body, but the face; for if they may
place one soldier at the polls, they
may a thousand. If there were not
but one soldier to the whole state of
New York, we would object to that
one. The civil law is supreme, and
it can and should maintain its own
position.
—♦
The Chicago Neus invited promi
nent men all over the union to send
congratulations on the return of Gen.
Grant, to be published on the morn
ing of the Grant rally in Ch cago,
Gen. Toombs sent the following:
. “Atlanta, Ga.—M. E. Stone, Editor:
Your telegram received. I decline
to answer, except to present my per
sonal congratulations to Gen. Grant
- on bis safe arrival to his country.
He fought for his country honorably,
and w in; I fought for mine, and lost.
I am ready t'o try it over again,
Death to the union.
“[Signed] R. Toombs.”
The Gainesville Eagle
VOL. XIII.
THE NA I ION’S CAPITAL.
Some Presidential Speculations— About
Grant-Two Senators-A Crowd Going
to Washington.
[Special Correspoadeuce of the Eagle.]
Washington, D. C., Nov. 13, 1879.
Presidential success has hardly
ever been achieved by any party
with a noted politician as a candi
date. Going through the list of
candidates for a long series oQ years,
we find only one such success, that
of Mr. Buchanan, and that gentle
man had been abroad for several
years, at the time of his nomination.
He had had no lute part in the ac
tive politics of the country. Os the
others who have occupied the white
house, it may be Baid that Hayes
had absolutely no standing as a
nolitician outside his own state.
Grant was simply a soldier; Lincoln
was unknown to the politicians,
Pierce, Polk, Taylor, all were sol
diers comparatively unknown men.
Ido not write this because of any
nbjection to Mr. Seymour, Mr. Til
den, Mr. Bayard, Mr. Thurman, Mr.
Hendricks, or any others or the dis
tinguished gentlemen who have been
named for the democratic nomina
tion. On the contrary, I believe
there is not one of them who does
not deserve well of the party and the
country, and who would not if elec
ted, be a wise and safe president.
But the bad fortunes that attend po
litical distinction in the race for the
presidency is one of the matters to
be kept in mind.
Chicago and the northwest seem
to have been out-doors to see Gen.
Grant yesterday. The General i -
timated the other day to a newspaper
that he should endeavor to find in
the east some congenial occupation,
which would afford him sup; ort, and
should not again enter public life
under any circumstances. I find
that many here who lately looked
upon the General as a candidate for
a “third term” now believe that he
will not under any circumstances ac
cept a party nomination.
Senators Bayard and Edmunds
just returned from abroad are rep
sentative men, and probably except
ing only Senator Thurman, have each
more influence than any other sena
tors. Edmi\ds is a man of wonder
ful readiness and clearness, and his
resources in debate are such as no
other senator has, but he is sly, cold,
and treacherous. Sena’or Bayard is
much less ready in debate, but is as
clear a reasoner, honest as man could
be, always consistent, and with all
the courage and firm ness ever needed.
Edmunds has an excellent chance
to be the radical candidate for vice
president, if Grant takes the head of
the ticket. Bayard, as everybody
knows, is a man very prominetly
mentioned as the democratic candi
date for president.
It is now believed that a larger
number of people will visit Washing
ton this month to attend the meet
ing of the army of Cumberland than
have been here at one time since the
war. They will see the handsomest
city in America, and will have a most
cordial welcome. Rex
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WINTER FASHIONS.
Midwinter Styles in Drcssss, Wraps,
Hats and Bonnets. Et creteras of
Dress and Fashion.
[From advance sheets of Ehrichs’ Fashion
Quarterly.]
The styles for the coming i eason
are rich, pleasing, and varied to a
degree exceeding that of many past
years. The revival of changeable or
shot silks, satins and velvets, bro
cades and damasses, the introduc
tion of gold and silver threads into
many of the richest dress goods, and
the revived form in which cut j-t
and variegated beads have been re
produced, render fashion this year a
gorgeous and beautiful wonder. The
modistes and milliners have caught
the artistic spirit, and have made
admirable use of these new fabrics in
the creation of rarely beautiful cos
tumes, wraps, bonnets, hats, and
accessories of the toilet.
SACQUES, CLOAKS, ETC.
While lomz French sacques of
beaver and chinchilla cloths and
other cloaking materials are used for
ordinary wear, the richer Sicilienne
and Antwerp silk and silk matelasse
and heavy camel’s hair cloaking fab
rics, both black and colored, are
made up into long dolmans, visites,
and long, loose-fitting sacque dol
mans, with eibow sleeves or dolman
capes superimposed above the sacque,
forming ornamental sleeves and up
per canes combined. Such garments
are lined with quilted satin, and
trimmed with the richest ostrich
feather ruchings, heading tnick dou
ble fringes, composed of pressed silk,
chenille, and crimped tape; and some
times a rich passementerie rat-tai!
fringe is added, falling over the under
one of chenille and pressed silk.
Tasseled and balled fringes are also
used, and to give added effect,
strands of jet beads are introduced
in the black fringes, and amber aud
variegated ones in the colored ones
in tho colored fringes that trim the
cloaks of colored cloaking material.
EUR LINED GARMENTS.
Squirrel—either the whole skins or
locks—continues to be the popular
lining fur The bauds with which
fur-lined garments are trimmed all
around this winter are of beaver, fox,
chinchilla, stone martin, or Alaska
sable, and all the usual trimming!
furs, to which is now added Grecian
chinchilla, a new, medium priced,
GAINESVILLE, GA., FRIDAY MORNING. NOVEMBER 22, 1879. •
and extremely dressy clipped fur.
that bids fair to be very popular.
MILLINERY.
The millinery this season assumes
more original and interesting forms
than ever, while no words can convey
an adequate idea of the exquisite
colors and texture of the materials.
The satins, velvets and silks, the rib
bons and all woven stuffs in millinery
goods, come in changeable effects, or
if solid in color are woven with a
glistening and sheeny surface that is
indescribably beautiful The fancy
feathers also are richer and more va
riegated than ever, and the ostrich
tips and plumes are frequently shaded
in a novel and most effective manner;
colored tinsel, crystal, and variegated
and fine cut jet beads and ornaments
are used ad libitum on everything,
and gold and silver braids and lace,
gold, silver, jet, steel and variegated
jewel ornaments, all play the ? part
jn the work of bonnet and hat orna
mentation.
SIMPLE HEAD GEAR.
But while these dressy and elabor
ate bonnets and hats are worn for
ceremonioue occasions, in full toilet,
the simplest kinds of head gear—
felts, Derbys and equestriennes—are
worn by young ladies on all ordinary
occasions, with little or no trimming
on them, while their mamas wear
plain felt bonnets, trimmed only with
plain satin ribbon, or bands of plain
siik or satin, and but one modest
wing, or perhaps two ostrich tips.
LINGERIE.
Among new neck lingerie are found
chemisettes of point d’esprit, of
puffed tulle, and of lace; enormous
wired ruches of point d’esprit and
crepe lisse alternating; enorniQUs
cravats of white muslin, edged with
Breton, point d’esprit and other
laces, and fichus of all styl»s and
dimensions, while for tall and stately
figures large lace half handkerchiefs
of Breton lace and point d’esprit,
bordered with plaitings of the same,
are used with marked effect.
GARNITURES.
The taste for flower garnitures on
evening dres es still maintains its
hold on popular fancy; and corsage
bouquets of various tones, according
to the complexion of the wearer,
promise to be extremely fashionable.
ET OzE TERAS OF DRESS AND FASHION.
New gray gloves are blue tinted.
New reticules are square and flat.
Hand-painted lace is a late novel
ty.
Plain velvet cloaks will again be
worn.
Colored street wraps are again
fashionable.
Undressed kid gloves retain their
popularity.
Large and small bonnets arc equal
ly fashionable.
Chemisettes and inside kerchiefs
are.again in vogue.
Many walking costumes are made
with a jacket bodice.
Fichus of all sizes and in every
imaginable shape are worn.
Tiger and leopard velvets are hand
some trimming novelties.
Large rosettes of Breton and point
d’esprit laces are worn.
There is no absolute rule about
any detail of the toilet this season.
Flowers are as much used for gar
nitures of evening dresses as ever.
Cream-colored silk net, polka dot
ted and washable, is sold for neck
scarfs.
Both very light-colored and very
dark costumes for street wear are in
vogue.
Striped velvets are not so popular
for parts of costumes as those with
set figures.
Opera cloaks of white toile sanglier
(boar’s cloth) bid fair to be ver’
fashionable.
The corsage bouquet of the pass
ing moment is one or several large
red Tore satin roses.
White felt and plash hats aud bon
nets continue to be favorite opera
and theatre chapeaua:.
As many fabrics and accessories
now enter into a bonnet as into the
most elaborate dresses.
Lambrequin paniers and tabliers
must be very ample and carefully
draped to look well.
The tendency of the coiffure at the
moment is towards classic simplicity
and old Greek ideas.
The large directoire bow of Breton
or point d’esprit lacc is the neatest
Parisian fancy in neck wear.
Medium and dark shades of kid
gloves will be more worn for full
dress than for many seasons past.
Singapore silk is the new name for
a soft silk in rich cashmere colors
and designs, used for millinery pur
poses.
Spencers of colored velvet, with
lace elbow sleeves, will be worn with
white skirts for evening dress by
young ladies.
Some foreign fashion journals say
that dresses with but one skirt will
certainly be worn this winter in heavy
materials.
Ture satin is the new name for that
soft changeable, twilled, yet lustrous
fabric, known sometimes as satin de
Lyons.
L imbrequin drapery, with paniers
and tablier combined, is the favorite
arrangement for Parisian toilets of
ceremony.
Two and three bands of narrow
ribbon are worn around the waves of
banded hair that are worn with the
Greek coil at present.
Corsages opening low in front, in
shawl or heart front, or square a la
Pompadour, are fashionable for wo -
men of all ages.
Mbits moutonne, a soft lamb’s wool
cloth, is used for dressy or evening
or reception jackets for young girls,
with Oriental trimmings.
A novelty in evening dress fabrics
is white toile sanglier, or boar’s cloth,
a heavy all-wool material, dotted in
raised fine points.
Pale dauphin gray and mastic
shades bf chinchilla and beaver cloth,
plain and ribbed, are again used for
jackets, dolmans, vfeites and sacques.
The crowns of some plush bonnets
seem to be composed entirely of jet
beads, the embroidery actually cov-,
ering completely the lace on which
the design is wrought
META’S ELDERLY
LOVER
BY ANNIE SHIELDS.
“There is no pleasure you cannot
command as Leon Parker’s wife,” said
Mrs. Crossdale, coaxmgly, looking
at a beautiful face opposite to her
own, and nothing its mutinous
frown.
“But, mamma,” said Meta Cross
dale, her lips pouted and her pretty
eyes decidedly rebellious, “I don’t
want to marry Mr. Parker! He is
fifty four years old. He told me so
himself; and I am- not yet twenty.”
“But he is a very fine-looking man,
Meta; a perfect gentleman, and bet
ter than either, a good man.’
“I do not love him!
“At least you love no one els 6!”
Here Meta burst into a clear, ring
ing laugh, as delicious to hear as a
strain of joyous music.
“Let me count up his rivals!’’ aha
cried! “the butcher, the baker, the
candlestick-maker! There is not a
beau at Lawrenceville, mamma, and
you know it. Yet—.” And the
laughing eyes grew suddently sad, the
sweet smiling mouth dropped into
pathetic curves. She was young, not
quite twenty, and she had dreampt
maiden dreams, as young hearts will
ever. But in no one rosy-tinted vis
ion had her middle-aged lover, her
only one, appeared.-
Lawrenceville was a small place,
crowded in the village proper by the
employees of a large woolen manufac
tory, but with tiny cottages lying on
the outskirts of this busy heart of
the place, where a population of very
limited means lived economically.
Meta was but ten years old whan her
father died and her mother moved
to Lawrenceville. Here the child
was educated by her mother, a most
accomplished who kept her
one treasure secluded in the tiny cot
tage home, and spared neither time
nor pains to make ,her a refined,
noble woman.
Leon Parker was a connection of
Mr. Crossdale’s, and managed for
the widow the narrow income left
from her husband’s once large estate.
Twice a year he visited her, and on
the visit previous to this October day
on which the story opens, had re
mained six weeks at the Lawrence
ville hotel, kept captive by Meta’s
soft brown eyes and golden hair.
“Strange as it may sound to you,”
he told Mrs. Crossdale, “Meta is my
first love. I have had duties that
prevented my marrying in youth;
an aged mother and a crippled sister
claimed all my care till I was past
forty years old. Then I had settled
into old bachelor ways when both
died. But I love Meta! If I can
win her love, my whole aim will be
to make her happy.’’
But Meta rebelled. In her eyes
this old friend, who had brought her.
dolls and sogfl.r-plutns in her baby
hood, pretty trinkets, music, books,
and other gifts in her girlhood, was
not the prince who would come cour
ting some bright day.
‘But, after all,” she sighed, “who
ever comes here? Mamma will not
associate with the neighbors, and
there is no one else!”
So, with reluctance, and yet a pret
ty, shy affection, the growth of years,
Meta put her slender hand in that
of Leon Parker and promised to be
his wife.
It was not until the promise was
given that Mrs. Crossdale told her
of her strongest reason for urging
the marriage.
“I shall leave you in safe care, my
darling,” she said, “when the time
comes to part. Hush!” she added,
as Meta gave a sharp, questioning
cry. “We have kept the knowledge
from you, dear, but Dr. Weldon says
now the winter will end my life!”
Shocked, grief-stricken as she was,
Meta was not altogether unprepared
for the news. For a long time it
had been evident that New England’s
fell destroyer, consumption had
claimed Mrs. Croasdale for his vic
tim.
“You will not ask me to leave mam
ma ?” Meta pleaded when Mr. Park
er spoke of an early marriage.
“It will help you,” he answered.
“No,” she said, gently; “it would
only give me a divided duty. I
must belong to her only, this win
ter.’’
Mr. Parker made no further plea
for an e rly wedding, yet Meta was
gratefully conscious <sl his care for her.
From his city home he sent weekly,
boxes of rare fruit, tempting delica
cacies, choice flowers, magazines,
trifles to interest an invalid, every to
ken of most watchfull love. It was
characteristic of his delicacy, his
knowledge of Meta’s unselfish devo
tion, that he made her no gift all win
ter, save a basket of rare flowers at
Christmas. Every other offering was
for the invalid.
When the spring came. Leon
Parker onca once more visited Law
eranceville, and for three weeks gave
Mrs. Ciossdale a son’s loving care.
The end came gently, painlessly, and
when Meta turned from her mother's
last embrace it was to find Laon
Parker waiting to comfort her.
He had sent for Mr. Crossdale’s
only sister, a stiff old maid of ample
foitnne, who had reluctantly consen
ted to take Meta to her homo until
Mr. Parker claimed his wife. He
bad hoped to take Meta to his own
luxurious home at once, but she
shrank from the mention of her mar
riage so soon after her days of mour
ning began.
So once more he yielded, and Meta,
weeping and sore-hearted, went to
.New York with her aunt.
But even in this first year of mour
ning a new life opened to Meta
Crossdale. Miss Croasdale, although
past fifty years old, set in her ways,
and cold, had yet a position in soci
ety that it was her pride to maintain.
She was wealthy, and had a fine in
tellect, so that she collected at her
evening gatherings many distinguish
ed artists, literary men and wemen,
and those enjoyed cultivated socie
ty-
There was no dancing—but little
music; but Meta soon learned to en
joy the treat of really good conversa-
tion, and when the piano was opened,
it was to artistic touch or professional
fingers.
And coldly as she had taken her
to her home, Miss Crossdale learned
very soon to love Meta. The girl’s
quiet grief, her gentle manner, her
delicate womanly instincts made her
charming companion to one of her
own sex, and in comforting her, her
aunt learned to love her.
The year of mourning was nearly
over, and Miss Crossdale was think
ing of Meta’s trousseau, when disas
trous news came from some proper
ty in which Leon Parker had inves
ted heavily. I have not space to en
ter into the details, but the result was
given in his own words to Miss Cross
dale:
“When my just liabilities are all
paid I shall be a poor man, and must
couVnence. in the world anew. You
know me well enough to be sure I
will ; hold Meta to her engage
met;- .‘out I cannot see her yet. You
must Vail her.’ ’
And Miss Crossdale, not unwilling
ly, undertook the commission.
“It was very well,” she said, after
telling Meta all the facts, “for you to
marry Leon Parker at the time you
were first engaged to him. You had
no prospect of making any better
match, and you were very poor.
But since he has releases you I think
you had better except his offer. I
will tell you now, Meta, that my will
is made in your favor. When I die
you will be wealthy. If you are
wise you will remain single, as I have
done. But if you marry you can let
your heart chose for you need not
marry for money. You do not love
Leon Parker?”
But Meta made no answer. She
crept, away to her own room, pale
and shivering, wondering why the
world was so cold and empty. All
winter she had been comparing Leon
Parker with the younger men who
had assembled' at her aunt’s, many
of them drawn there more frequently
than ever before by her own fair face.
She had met literary men whose brill
iant intellect won her hearty admira
tion; artists who had seemed to her
above common humanity in their
heaven-born gift; musicians who had
made her heart glad with their won
drous harmonies. Some there were
who "had let her see that were she
free she might claim their life's devo
tion; some who might have touched
her heart had not Leon Parker held
her promise.
But now that he had given back
that promise, and must fight fortune
again, she felt her heart crying out
against his sacrifice. He had offered
her luxury, had made her mother’s
illness almoust a bed of flowers, had
sought her happiness in every hour
of their long friendship.
The thought of him in some hum
fc' jijome, working busily to conquer
■*'Lue, a^OQe ’ She pictured him
from the day’s toil, and re
turning to his small room, his coarse
dinner, alone!
Alone! always aione, for she knew
no other love was possible to him.
In his prosperity she had carelessly
put her hand in his, to share his life
of ease and luxury. In his adversi
ty, she stood thinking of taking back
her promise!
With streaming eyes and tremb
ling fingers she wrote to him:
“Dear Leon: You will let me call
you Leon now ? I wronged you
once not so very long ago, for I
promised to be your wife, only be
cause you offered me wealth and a
devotion I scarcely understood. I
was very voung, very inexpergKced,
Leon, and I did not understaiKi how
solemn and sacred a trust I was so
carelessly taking, 1 ask you now to
forgive me, that I would have repaid
your love so poorly. But if you do
forgive me, Leon do not leave me,
for I love you! Do not think lam
bold and unmaidenly, for T would be
in your eyes only what you can love.
I did not know until Aunt Maria
told me you had given me back my
promise that I had learned to love
you. Perhaps if there had not been
this fear of losing you, I should nev
er have known how desolate the loss
would make my life. Do not fear
that you will find me fretful, if we
are poor. I know how to economize
and have never been rich so I dare.
But if you can still love me let our
marriage be upon the day we had
named—for I cannot give you up.
She took the letter down stairs and
put it silently in Miss Croasdale’s
hands, and that prim maiden, after
reading it, kissed her, whispering:
“May you be happy, dear child.
He is worthy of your love!”
So there was a wedding in April
and the bride went contentedly to a
small house, with one maid of all
work instead of to the grand home
Leon Parker had lost. But there
was a happiness there the grand old
house might have missed for Meta
had learned the secret of her own
heart and Leon Parker knew that his
wife came to him for love’s sake and
not for money.
Rev. Dr. Pierce.
On the 24th day of last March, his
birthday, Dr. Pierce wrote to the
church the following greeting:
MY NINETY-FIFTH BIRTHDAY.
“Truly the light is sweet and a
pleasant thing it is for the eyes to
behold the sun; but if a man live
many years and rejoice in them all,
yet let him remember the days of
his darkness for they shall be many.
“Life, as a whole, is like light—it
is emphatically sweet. But there is
always some discount—sometimes
pretty large. Yet the world, as a
home for probationers, is very good.
And it has fitted me so well that I
have never been packing up and
hurrying away because the cld, fine
boat of Saints—on the river of death,
all the time going and coming—
leaves on its embarking wharf no
one uncalled for.
“Well, I am willing. All I am
careful about is, when my time comes
to be both willing and ready.
“Daring December, January and
February, I lay and looked into
death’s large encampment; looked
for the undertakers to come and put
-
an end to this family memorial. But
I know there is an end with God to
be attained by keeping me here at
this time. At this time I have noth
ing in view, except if it be His will,
that I may, in some sort, as an act
ual relict of early Methodism, bridge
the chasm between the past and the
present. God has made me, as fond
friends have expressed it, ‘the Nes
tor’ among them. To show more
fully to our people the power and ex
cellence of unadulterated Methodism,
I wish to write my own biography.
Whether I shall be spared to do
this, God knoweth.
“But before I leave this world I
desire to testify, as to myself, in its
favor. It is a good world, God did
his best on it and in it. The Spirit
never asked the question: “Who
will show us any good?” He could
not and inquire in the next breath,
“What shall we render unto God for
all his benefits toward us ?” As to
what we ought to do in return, the
Spirit tells us at once: 'Let us take
the cup of salvation and call upon
the name of the Lord.’ In a word,
it is to be an open, devout profession
of religion.
In this connection it is the grand,
the glorious moral phenomenon, uni
versally felt to be true, that the light
of God’s countenance, lifted upon us,
is the soul s panacea.”
In December, 1806, in the house
of John Lucas, in Sparta, Bishop As
buay ordained Lovick Pierce deacon,
at the end of his second year in the
itinerant ministry, Ju the old “Lu
cas” house was bora, some months
ago, Doctor Pierce’s first Sfreat-great
grandchild.
DEATH OF A REMARKABLE
WOMAN.
Tlie Circe Who Tore ; up a President's
Cabinet.
Washington, November 9. —The
evening papers chronicle the death
of a very remarkable woman. Mrs.
Margaret Eaton, or rather Bachig
nani, died in this city to-day, at the
age of eighty-one. She was remarka
bly well preset red. A few years
ago—no later than when she in her
seventy-ninth year—she was as brisk,
as steady of walk, as rosy and far
more witty than the - average woman
of forty. In sooth, she was a queen;
her beauty was of the enduring kind;
her wit ran riot in brilliance. Her
maiden name was McNeill. Her
brother kept a hotel here and was
very wealthy. She ruled over them
all. She was unconventional, and
this wag to society’s tongue. She
married early— a paymaster in the
navy named Timberlake being the
chosen one. ’Twas then that her
name was on every one’s tongue.
She was the authority in society, and
she shone like the morning star.
Two children, I believe, were the re
sult of this marriage. It was in 1831
-32 that gossip became outspoken.
Her fame was descried by a thous
and tongues Women, ever jealous
of the social elevation of another,
talked her good name to the dogs,
and assisted by men, their willing
allies. She became notorious, but
still kept her place in society. A
year or so after her husband died.
She was then the most enchanting
widow of whom Washington social
annals have any record. She was
not a widow long. She married
General Eaton. Andrew Jackson
was President and General Eaton
was his Secretary of War. Scandal
had been so busy with Eaton’s wife’s
name that the wives of the other
cabinet officers met and decreed that
they would not associate with her.
Mrs. Calhoun, the wife of the then
Secretary of State, declared to old
Hickory freely that it had been de
cided that if Mrs. Eaton was preei-nt
at the receptions the rest of the la
dies of the cabinet would keep away,
and that they would not receive her
at their houses under any circum
stances. The President had fre
quently met Mrs. Eaton before her
marriage. She was one of his best
friends. He believed nothing wrong
in her. When Mrs. Calhoun deliv
ered to him the ultimatum of the
cabinet ladies as regards his friend,
he said: “She ought to be received,
and, by the eternal, she shall be re
ceived !” And received she was to a
certain extent. But the war did not
stop. Mrs. Calhoun and the other
ladies kept the pot boiling. They
enlisted their husbands in the fight
The men then took up the cudgels
against Mrs. Eiton. Mr. Jackson
stuck to his friend, however. Once
or twice this teapot tempest took on
so much pressure that the cabinet
came near bursting up. The waters
were caused to subside by the ap
pointment of General Eaton as Uni
ted States Minister to Eugland. In
Madrid Mrs. Eaton was in her ele
ment. Beautiful, accomplished,
wealthy, and wi h every womanly
witchery her own, she went to the
front among the donnas and daugh
ters of grandees. She kept u,j her
reputation there, too. She became
the bosom friend of Queen Isabella,
whose memory is fraught with in
discretions. The two, according to
all accounts, lived together twin vo
luptuaries. Mrs Eaton returned to
Washington again a widow, or be
came one soon after her return. She
lived quieter now. She had all that
money could bring. She lived in
quiet elegance with her daughter.
The stories about her continued
After her return society would not
receive her. Her daughter, then
sixteen jears of age, wis almost a
prototype of her mother in beautj
and possessed almost ai b iliiant a
wit. An Italian dancing was
employsd to train her in the intrica
cies of terpsichore. He was a dap
per doll-baby man, but handsome
withal. The mother fell in love with
him; he fell in love with the daugh
ter; and the daughter became enam
ored of her teacher. His name was
Bachignani. Mrs. Eaton, still as
vigorous as a woman of twenty-five,
married him. She was as proud of
the slim Italian as a maiden of her
first lover. They lived together not
very long. She trusted him with all
her*property. One fine day, or rath
er one dark night, the Italian eloped
with the daughter, taking all the
mon<y —be bad converted tbe prop
erty into cisb—with bins. They
went to Italy and lived in regal
style. Mrs, Eaton bad but little left
and that was soon gone. Two rela
tives in this city, one a young man
; and the other a young lady, both in
government employ, have supported
her since. Sbe was ever lively and
brisk. Her wit never lost its bright
ness to her death. This is a brief
outline of tbe life of a most remarka
ble woman—a woman who in her
day was more talked of than many
a Queen, with all her prestige.
THE NOKTHm OUTCRY.
[Cincinnati Post.)
Wade Hampton said recently that
the South was not solid against the
North. This is true. Sectional feel
ing exists to a much greater extent
to-day in the North than in the
South. There is not a town-ship
south of the Mason & Dixon’s line
that could be carried by abuse of thf
Northern people, while it is a lamen
table fact that in Ohio, at least, the
principal stock in trade of Republi
can stump orators and newspapers
has consisted in a wholesale and in
discriminate denunciation of the
Southern people.
The South is, however, solid in
favor of the rights of the National
Government as established by the
Constitution and the rights of the
States and the people thereof as de
clared in that instrument.
When tne war ended it was in the
power of the Republican party to
have attached to it a large ele
ment of Southern voters. All that
was necessary was to have pursued
a wise and magnanimous policy—to
have recognized the principle that the
acts of indivduals could not impair
the rights of the States as constituent
parts of the general Government,
that as a matter of law no State had
ever been out of the Union—and as
the collocation to this propositim
that each State was entitled to the
same treatment at the hands of the
Federal power that every State was
entitled to.
The reverse of this policy was pur
sued—the great mass of the intelli
gence and wealth of the Southern
people was disfranchised—bayonets
were substituted for ballots, and sov
erign States were put under the ar
bitary rule of military satraps. In
dustries were paralyzed, individuals
and communities, nay, even States
were bankrupted; brute force was sub
stituted for law, and by one and an
other false and specious pretext the
the people were impoverished and en
slaved. In fine, and under Republi
can dominion, enormous taxes were
piled mercil ssly upon the prostrate
people until the finest plantations in
the State were turned out to grass,
because they were unable to bear the
terrible exaction of the party in pow
er, and the business property in the
largest metropolis of the State could
be had for the payment of the taxes
These taxes went into the pockets of
as vile a gang of plunderers as ever in
fested any country. And when the
people attempted to throw off the
yoke that had been cruelly fastened
on their necks, they were met not on
ly with the menace,, but the actual
use of Federal bayonets, and with
the threat of the trial, conviction and
execution by drum-head court-marti
al of leading citizens in a time of
profound peace. The case of Louis
iana is but one of the many instances
that might be enumerated. The
same bad systems were pursued in
other States, all in the name and by
the authority of the republican party.
These facts have passed into hist o
ry. Tbe question as to whether or
not they did exist is no longer a
matter open tea discussion. And so
far from being exaggerated, one tithe
of tne sad story has never been told.
The historian who will truly de
pict the outrages, wrongs and oppres
sions perpetrated upon Southern men
and Southern States by the Republi
can party in the desolate years im
mediately succeeding the war, will
portray a picture at which the world
will stand aghast.
These truths being undeniable, what
is the logic which now attempts to
ascribe opposition to the Republican
party as proceeding from hatred of
the North or hostility to the Federal
government? Would it not be a mir
acle, not only of forgiveness, but of
stupidity, if they should now cling
with freternal zeal to the party which
has attempted their utter ruin and
as far as in its power lay has accom
plished it, and that, too, as against a
party which from the day of the sur
render has manfully mantained their
rights in the legislative halls of the
country and in the popular forum.
The shallowest of all shallow hum
bugs is the hypocritcal cry that every
measure opposed to the Republican
party is a proof of disloyalty to the
government. It originates in the
monstrous assumption that that pol
itical organization is the depository
of all the intelligence and patriotism
of the country. This assumption is
as mendacious as it is insolent. The
Democratic leaders are to-day as
loyal to the country as any of the
mouthing demagogues denounce
them and the masses of the party,
constituting as they do a majority of
the people of the country, are as sin
cerely attached to the principles of
constitutional government as the
purest and best of their opponents.
Nay, more; in the existence of the
Democratic party is the only guaran
tee to the perpetuation of free govern
ment in our midst. Remove its op
position to the inroads which the
Republican party has attempted in
numerous instances to make upon
constitutional liberty and you remove
the only organized force which can
prevent the establishment of the
strong government about which the
Republicans prate, and which is only
another name for a despotism.
To no portion of the people are
these facts better known than to the
people of the South, and it should
occasion congratulation rather than
invective that they stand as a unit
against a party which has persistent
ly deprived them of their liberties,
and would, if they had the power,
destroy the form of government upon
which those liberties depend.
SMALL BITS
W Varloaa Kind* r Carelessly Thrown
Together.
A tidal wave of corn has sei in
toward the Thanksgiving turkeys.
“Ah said a deaf man who had a
scolding wife, “man wants but little
1 hear below.”
The wife of a Philadelphian who
had his life heavily insured set his
death down to profit and loss.
“Bob Injuresoul” is one of the
frighful results of the Chicago Trib
une's improved method of spelling.
Young men may ba made of brass,
but the Cincinnati Commercial says
young ladi jsare made of belle met-
A sad paragrapher asks: When
people are killed by an overdose of
opiates, isn’t it laudan um to the
skies ?
Chinese proverb: “The lion opens
his mouth, the elephant (the em
blem of wisdom) shuts his; shut
yours.”
Owing to the steady influx of En
glish farmers large crops of “hs”
are said to be springing up all over
Texas.
An irreverent alien says every
body in Massachusetts believes the
Bible legend that the first man was
Adams.
An exchange thinks the safest way
to travel by railway is to walk and
keep about twenty feet from the near
est rail.
Should cremation become fashiona
ble, the Commercial Advertiser thinks
an ash-barrel will be a necessity in
every family.
“If you do not want to be robbed
of your good name,’’ says the Min
neapolis Tribune, “don’t have it
printed en your umbrella.’
The Detroit Free Press allows that
a man who would fight a duel over
Sara Bernhard would look into an
oat-bin for chicken pie.
Currie, the Texas assassin, has
written over fifty poems since he was
jailed, but is safe from the gallows
as long as he doesn’t steal a fifty
dollar horse.
Shavings from a planing-mill in
Chicago are by an air blast blown
700 feet through a fifteen-inch sheet
iron pipe to a distillery, where they
are burned as fuel.
The Commercial Advertiser remarks
that nothing makes one so happy in
this world as work, excepting of
course, pleasure, including eating,
drinking and sleeping.
A Paris urchin recently tossed a
lighted cigarette into a cask of petro
leum, and then put his eye to the
uunghole to watch the effect. It
was his last experiment.
A scientific journal predicts that
“the fuel of the future’ will be water
gas. The Bible, however, teaches
that the fuel of the future will be
brimstone and sulphur.
There were four highway robberies
in tbe Yosemite this summer, and
the hotel-keepers up there say that
any more competition will drive
them right out of business.
It is mentioned as a terrible warn
ing 'bat a band played “Pinafore”
music when Prof. Wise went up in
his balloon at St. Louts, and the bal
loon has not been seen since.
Dr. McCosh says that the Rev. Jo
Cook is “a heaven-ordained man,
coming at the fit time and in the ap
propriate place. Well, we must sub
mit to the will of heaven.
The milkmaid of the New Orleans
Picayune says: “A land flowing with
milk and honey may be very rich,
but it ought to make things quite
damp and uncomfortable for farm
ers.”
Mr. Niver, who resides near the
Seneca river bridge, shot a cormorant
last we k. This has niver been
done before in that part of the coun
try; at least, that is to say—well,
hardly.
A trade journal, speaking of the
preparations for the holiday gift
season, says: “Their factory now
turns out over 600 doll babies a day.’’
This must be the original “Baby
Mine.”
Fishing is a very simple art in it
self. A pole, a line, a hook, a bit of
bait, and you can fish all day. Catch
ing fish, however, is an entirely dif
ferent science. We know nothing
about it.
Eighteen boa-constrictors have
just been received at the Philadel
phia Zoological Garden, and, accord
ing the keeper's calculation they will
require for their support 27,000 rats
per annum.
That her lover was blind and poor
was no impediment to marriage, in
the opinion of the rich Miss Hood,
of Granville, N C., though her par
ents forbade the match, and she
eloped with him.
The Detroit Free Press says that a
girl who can shed three or four tears
at a critical moment, ana follow
them up with a quivering sigh, can
marry all around a good looking
blonde who does nothing but try to
blush.
A shirt has two arms, the same as
pantaloons have two legs. Yet one
is called a pair and the other is only
one. Isn’t it time that we let up on
astronomy and paid more attention
to the every day trifles that vex toe
clearest minds?
A woman applied for a situation
recently at Belfast, with her clothes
dripping like a witer-spout. On
being asked as to her condition she
said she understood the lady of the
house wanted a wet nurse, and she
had come ready for service.
“Your Uncle Dick Thompson,’
says the Atlanta Constitution, “has
been drilling a naval battalion at
Fortress Monroe. The deep-seated
resentment of your Uncle Richard
against the pope and the solid south
is liable to lead to the reopening of
hostilities at any moment.”
Dear Lome, we know that you
feel like a pelican in the wilderness,
but don t let on that you feel so bad’,
•Just write that you are having a
splendid time, and that the Cana
dian girls are too awfully sweet to
live. Louise will want to investi-
I that mattfer, unless, but we an-
I ticipate.
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