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Volume IiXVnt—No, 4M
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iV“J?VaSs like this, Mood-red.
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ivu Bounce, they met by ctonoo-
Tbcjmet by chance, the usual way.
{to jou“ i^emSfr ? “howtoux feet
»■» crinklocrinkteon the snow^
ffeat ennajo-cruuuo »uv»w
•down the l«nr RM-lightid street?
An instant in the drug store’* glare
And then IswonMt, thenuSWm,
To h*nd your sweetness down to lame.)
They met, and lored, and nerer wed
rind this was long before our time).
And though they died, they are not dead—
Such endless youth gives mortal rhyme I
still walks the earth, with haughty mein.
Gnat Dante, in his sonl's distress;
And still the lovely Florentine
Goes lovely in her blood-red dress.
You did not understand at all?
He was* poet i on bta page
Hedrew her; and, though kingdoms fall,
Thisladv lives from age to age:
A poet-that means painter too.
For words are colors, rightly laid;
And they outlast our brightest hue,
for ochres crack and crimson fade.
The pools—they are lucky ones!
When we are thrust upon the shelves.
Our worts turn into skeletons
Almost as quickly as ourselves;
For our poor canvas peels at length,
At length is prised—when all is bare ;
"What grace,” the critics cry, “wliat strength!
When neither strength no- grace is there.
Ah, Jenny, I am sick at heart.
It is so little one ran no i
We talk ourj argon—live for Art 1
I’d much prefer to live for you.
How dull and lifeless colon are!
You smile, and all my picture lies:
I wish that I could crush a star
To make a pigment for your eyes.
Yea, child, I know I’m out of tune;
The light is bad; the sky is gray:
I’ll work no more this afternoon,
So lay yonr royal robes aw«y.
Besides, you’ro dreamy—hand on chin—
I know not what-not in the vein:
While I would paint Anne Boieyn,
Ycu sit there looking like Elaine.
Kot like the youthful, radiant Queen,
Unconscious of the coming woe.
But rather as ,h* might have been.
Preparing for the headsman’s blow.
1 sev 1 I’ve put you in a miff—
Sitting bolt-upright, wrist on wrist.
How thnnhl you look ? Why, dear, as if—
Somehow—as if you’d just been kissed!
JIarpcr’s Magazine for June.
SHERMAN’S BOOK AGAIN.
o\n Irreverent Cluclcer.
They bare had more trouble at our
Methodist meeting-house. Last Sunday,
Iiev. Hr. Moody was just beginning his
senncti, and bad uttered the words,
“Brethren, I wish to direct your atten
tion this morning to the fourth verse of
the twentieth chapter of Saint ”
when a hen emerged from tho recess be
neath the pulpit. As she had just laid
an egg, she interrupted Mr. Moody to
announce the fact to the congregation;
and ho stopped short a3 she walked out
into the aisle, screeching: “Kuk-kuk-
kuk-kuk-te-ho! Kuk-kuk-kuk-kuk-te-
hoMr. Moody contemplated her for a
moment, and then concluded to go on;
but the sound of bra voice seemed to pro
voke her to rivalry, so she put on a pres
sure of five or six pounds to the square
inch, and made such a racket that the
preacher stopped again and said:
•'Will Deacon Grimes please remove that
disgraceful chicken from tho meeting
house ?”
The deacon rose and proceeded with
the task. Ho first tried to drive her to
ward the door, but she dodged him, and,
still clucking vigorously, got under the
seat in the front pew. Then the deacon
seized his umbrella and scooped her out
into the aisle again, after which he tried
to "shoo” her toward tho door; but she
darted into a pew, hopped over the par
tition, came down in tho opposite pew,
and in the side aisle, making a noise like
a steam planing mill. The deacon didn’t
like to climb over after her, so ho went
round, and just a3 ho got into the side
ai9le the hen flew over into the middle
aisle again. Then the boys in the galle
ry laughed, and tho deacon began to grow
red in tho face.
At lost Mr. Binns camo out of his pew
to help, and as both he and the deacon
made a dash at the chicken from opposite
directions she flew np with a wild clack
to the gallery and perched on the edge,
while sho gave excited expression to her
views by emitting about five hundred
clucks a minute. The deacon flung a
hymn-book at her to scare her do wn again,
but he missed her and hit Billy Jones, a
Sunday.school scholar, in the eye. Then
another boy in tho gallery made a dash
at her, and reached so far that he tum
bled and fell on Mrs. Miskey’a spring
bonnet, whereupon she said out loud that
he was predestined to tho gallows. The
crash scared the hen, and she flew over
and roosted on the stove-pipe that ran
along just under the ceiling, fairly howl-
mg with fright. In order to bring her
down, the deacon and Mr. Binns both
beat on tho lower part of tho pipe with
weir umbrellas, and at the fifth or sixth
Mock the pipo separated and about forty
feet of it came down with a crash, empty-
mg a barrel or two of soot over the con
gregation. There were women in that
poogregation who went homo looking as
«they had been working in a coal mine
Mu wishing they could stab Deacon
"Does without being hung for murder.
,„ ? ben camo down with the stove pipe,
na as she flew by Mr. Binns he made a
jsh at her with his umbrella and knock-
fj? bl : r clear through a fifteen dollar pane
° r glass, whereupon sho landed in the
breet, and hopped oil ducking insanely.
•|flen Mr. Moody adjourned the congre
gation. They are going to expel the
«»*«f that hen from tho church when
‘hey discover his identity.—Jfojs Adder,
01 the ®ew York Weekly.
Decorated.
The sun surrounded himself with a
hilo of imperial beauty yesterday mom-
n ®’ At first it was beautifully illumin
ated with all the prismatic colors, definite-
? defined, but toward noon, the colors
! -ded away, and left the monarch sur
rounded with a circle of light. The dis
play was an unusually conspicuous one,
ahd very handsome. It seemed as if his
thajesty had como out arrayed for a May
-olic, and had emptied his wardrobe to
get np a befitting holiday attire.
This phenomena is said, by meteorolo
gists and "oldest inhabitants” to betoken
His Interview with Cen. Johnston to
Discuss the Surrender—And How he
Publicly insulted Stanton. .
"Wo continue our quotations from the
New York Herald’s review of this work,
as follows:
The surrender of Lee and the assassin
ation of Lincoln came swiftly upon each
other. Sherman first learned of it in a
private dispatch on the morning of April
17. He kept the news quiet until ho had
occasion to see General Joseph Johnston,
to discuss the surrender. “As soon as we
were alone together,” says Sherman,
speaking of his visit to General Johnston,
“I showed him the dispatch announcing
Mr. Lincoln’s assassination, and watched
him closely. The perspiration came out
in largo drops on bis forehead, and he did
not attempt to conceal his distress. He
denounced the act as a disgrace to tho
age; and hoped I did not charge it to the
Confederate Government. I told him I
could not believe that he or General Lee
or the officers of tho Confederate army
could possibly be privy to acts of assas
sination. but I would not say as much for
Jefferson Davis, George Sanders, and men
of that tribe. We talked about the effect
of this act on the country at large and
the armies, and ho realized that it made
my situation extremely delicate. Sherman
urged upon Johnston the propriety of
surrender. This tho Confederate General
admitted, sayingthatany further fighting
would bo mnrder. Out of tbis conversa
tion arose a cartel signed between John
ston and Sherman, General Breckinridge
being present and consenting thereto.
The cartel or basis of agreoment agreed
to recommended the restoration of tho
States to their old rights and privileges.
Sherman contended that he, in doing
this, had followed out the advice of Mr.
Lincoln, and certainly his information on
that subject justifies this conclusion.
But Johnson wa3 president and the
country was maddened at tho assassina
tion of the President. There was no
cry so loud as that of revenge. Stanton,
who, with all his great qualities as an
organizer and Secretary, had an imperi
ous, ungovernable temper, disapproved
Sherman’s cartel, and virtually dis
graced him by sending Grant to super
sede him. He issued ordeni to Generals
Sheridan, Schofield and Wilson, and other
commanders, not to obey Sherman’s or
ders. It was thonght that Sherman had
been a traitor, and a dispatch was put in
circulation, under the apparent sanction
of the Secretary of War, to the effect
that Jefferson Davis had escaped with a
million of specie from Richmond banks,
with which they hoped to make terms
with Sherman or some other commander
for an escape to Mexico. It i3 hard to
realize that so cruel, so unfounded
accusation could have been
t-e least admirable one of the spectacle,
** Ebe ground is getting quite dry,
ough vegetation has shown no signs of
•anguishment
sanctioned by a Cabinet against an officer
of tbo distinguished fame and service of
General Sherman. General Grant went
to North Carolina, but behaved with tho
utmost delicacy toward Gen. Sherman,
not even appearing in the army, but al
lowing Sherman to complete his surren
der with Johnston. The millions of spe
cie which Jefferson Davis was carrying
South in wagons, turned out to be a few
thousand dollars that could have been
carried in a valise. Sherman came North
with his army and boiling with rage.
“To say,” he says, “that I was merely
angry at the tone and substance of the
public proceeding of tho War Depart
ment could hardly express the state of
my feelings. I wa3 outraged beyond
measure and was resolved to resent the
insult, cost what it would.” He declined
Halleck’s proffers of friendship because
he had repeated the orders of Stanton
over his own signature. Ho refused to
allow Halleck to review one of his corps.
On reaching Washington ho called on
President Johnson, who took pains to
disavow Stanton’s war bulletin. Gen.
Grant endeavored to effect a reconcilia
tion between Sherman and Stanton, but
as the Secretary made no friendly ad
vances Sherman “resolved to resent what
he considered an insult as publicly as it
wa3 made.”
HOME AGAIN.
“On the 24th of May, 1865, tho armies
were to be reviewed; Sherman brought
his wife and her father, the venerable
Thomas Ewing, to see the sight. The
whole army of Georgia bivouacked around
tho capital. Tho morning of the 24th of
May was extremely beautiful. Punctually
at 9 o’clock, attended by Howard and his
staff, he rode slowly down the avenue,
crowds of men, women and children flock
ing around him. As he neared the brick
house on Lafayette square, ho observed
Soward, feeble and bandaged, at one of
tho windows. “I moved,” says Sherman,
in that direction, and took off my hat to
Mr. Seward, who sat at the window. Ho
recognized tho salute and returned it,
and then we hurried on steadily, passed
the President, saluting with our swords.
All on his stand arose and acknowledged
tho salute. Then turning into the gate
of the Presidential grounds, wo left our
horses and orderlies and went upon tho
stand, where I found Mrs. Sherman, with
her father and son. Passing them I
shook hands with the President, General
Grant and each member of the Cabinet.
As I approached Mr. Stanton ho offered
me his hand, but I declined it publicly,
and the fact was universally noticed.
Ex-Confederate’s in Congress.
Some of the Grant organs affect to bo
terribly alarmed because so many Con
federate generals have been elected to
the next Congress. The New York Sun
regards this, oh'the contrary, as an ex
cellent sign; for as a rule those men who
ranked lTighcst in tho Confederate ser
vice were tho best representatives of the
intelligence of their party in tho seceding
States, and we know that the most influ
ential and intelligent classes in those
States desire nothing so much a3 a thor
ough reconstruction of tho Union in fact
as well as in name. They feel that the
worst enemies of both race3 in the South
are those who try to keep alive the ani
mosities engendered during tho rebellion
and arising from the former cxistenco of
slavery; and they are fully aware that
their own prosperity, as well as that of
tho North, depends upon tho complete
restoration of harmonious relations be
tween the two great sections of the coun
try which were lately arrayed against
each other in all the bitterness of civil
Nothing but the mean devices of
politicians has prevented a complete re
conciliation. ’If tho seat of every car
pet-bagger who disgraced tho last Con
gress could bo filled with a Confederate
general in the next, the moral and tho
political atmosphere in the Capitol would
be improved beyond all measure.
Abthhb E. Gault, nineteen years of
age, a clerk in the Lynchburg (Va.) Na
tional Bank, absconded last week with
ten thousand dollars belonging to tho
bank. Gault had been sent to tho ex
press office with the money for the treas-
_ urer at Washington, and returned to the
If this be" true^thiT'aspect'Vs” bank ' witb a forged receipt. The robbery
was not discovered for some timo after he
had loft the city. In the meantime be
made good his escape, as he had warded
off suspicion by getting five days’ fur
lough.
THE OPERATIC SCANDAL.
Mrs. Oates’ Treasurer Caned by Her
Husband—The Inciting Cause of
the Assault—Defending a Wife’s
Reputation from slander.
From the San Francisco Chronicle, 8th.]
It is said that there is a skeleton in the
clo3et of every household. The Oates
opera troupe, since its advent in this city,
has been framing a skeleton for its own
closet—a sort of social drama of real life,
resulting in tho separation of husband
and wife, the institution of proceedings
for divorce, and tho certainty of the
speedy disruption of tho troupe. An af
terpiece to the drama, of which an out
line was given a few days ago, was pro
duced yesterday afternoon, on tho comer
of Bush and Kearny streets.
THE PLOT OP THE riECE.
About 1350 o’clock Mr. Allison, the
treasurer of the company, who was the
principal cause of the quarrel and separa
tion of the prima donna and her husband,
left the Opera House, and in company
with Charles H. Drew, the tenor oE the
troupe, walked up Bush street. Some
distance behind them walked a slender
young man in a light suit, with a cane in
his hand. Tho slender young man with
a cano was Tracy Titus, the husband of
Mrs. Oates and tho originator of the
troupo. He walked hurriedly and with
an air of excitement and rash determi
nation. As Allison and his companion
reached Kearny street, Titus overtook
them, and placing his hand suddenly on
the shoulder of Allison as ho stepped be
side him, said quietly:
“TOU’RB THE HAN I All LOOKING POE.”
Allison, without uttering a word, stepp
ed back and closing his fists put them
up in an attitude of defense and defiance.
The next instant Titus’ cane descended
heavily on his head, and sent him reeling
on tho sidewalk. A second blow, heav
ier than the first, followed, snapping tho
cane into fragments and cutting a gash
in Allison’s scalp over the right ear. Be
fore Titu3 could follow up tho attack
further Local Officer Wash Irving, who
was standing on the comer when the
affray began, interfered, and disclosing
his star, told Titus to consider himself
under arrest. “All right,” said Titus;
“let’s do it in a gentlemanly way. Call
a hack and I’ll go with you quietly.” A
hack was called, the two got into it
and Titus was taken to the City Prison,
where a charge of assault and .battery
was entered against him by tho officer.
His bail was fixed at $40, and he put up
the money promptly, and in a few min
utes TitU3 left with them. The fracas
created considerable excitement on the
street, and formed the staple of conver
sation in tho saloons and among tho nu
merous gentry who do the ornamental in
front of tho theatres.
THE BOTTOM OP THE TROUBLE.
Allison withdrew from tho scene as
soon as he could get away, and remained
in quiet retirement daring tho afternoon.
A Chronicle reporter found Titus and
some of his friends at the theatre daring
the afternoon. The latter was very much
excited, and paced the floor with a rapid,
nervous tread. Being asked for an ex
planation of his attack, ho said, “Ho
trifled with the fair fame of my wife and
I beat him. Although we are separated,
she is my wife still, and until we are di
vorced, I intend to protect her reputa
tion from slander.” Further inquiry
drew out tho following version of the in
citing cause of the assault: Allison, af
ter separating the husband and wife, has
aggravated hi3 offending by boasting of
his power over Mrs. Oates (whoso true
name is Titus). James A. Herne, tho
actor, seems to have been
THE MUTUAL FBIEND IN THE CASE.
On Monday he informed Titus that
Allison, with whom he has been quite in
timate, had shown him a letter from Mrs.
Oates to him (Allison), as proof of his
pretended conquest of that lady’s re
gards. He said Allison had gloried in
hi3 assumed triumph, and in various
ways flaunted it forth in public. Herne
told Titus the contents of tho letter, but
Titus resolutely refused to believe any
thing against the character of his wife.
Herne, to convince him, made affidavit of
the truth of what he had stated.
With this affidavit in his pocket Titus
sought the destroyer of his domestic
happiness with his avenging cane, and
broke it on his head. The case will bo
called in the Police Court to-day.
“GIttin* Her Tootli Drawed.”
From the Detroit Free Press.]
About 10 o’clock yesterday morning a
farmer and his wife hitched their team
on Woodward avenue, and in another five
minutes had mounted the stairs and ap
peared in a dentist’s office. The old lady
had her face tied np and there was a
smell of camphor, peppermint, paregoric,
turpentine .r.d oil of smoke as she crossed
the walk.
“Brace up now, Mary—brace up!” cau
tioned the husband as they started to
climb tho stairs. “I know jist how yo
feel—kinder weak in tho knees, like—but
tho feller up stairisll have that old snag
out o’ there like a horse running down
hill r
They were met by the smiling dentist,
and tho husband continued:
“She’s got an old snag which wo want
drawed or dug out or driven in, or sum-
thin’ or other!”
“Take a chair, madam,” replied the
dentist, “and I guess I can help you.”
“I vum! if I hain’t a mind to go back
out 1” she said, dropping on the sofa.
“ Brace, Mary—brace 1” commanded
tbo husband. “Why, even little chil
dren so high (measuring) come up here
every day and have their teeth drawed
for fun 1”
“ I don’t believe it 1” she bluntly re
plied.
“ Do you s’pose I’d lie to you, Mary—
do you s’pose I’d tell a deliberate lie
right hero ?” asked the husband.
She seemed to think he would, but
didn't say so, and tho dentist talked
softly and sweetly, and finally induced
her to remove her shawl and hat and sit
down in the chair. While he was looking
over his instruments the husband re
marked :
“ You want to brace, Mary. Hold yer
mouth open as wide as yon possibler can,
and don’t try to look outen tho winder.”
“ I wish ye’d shut up 1” sho snapped,
sitting up straight. “ Don’t you s’poso
I know ennff to git a tooth drawed ?”
“ But can’t yer own husband speak to
ye, Mary—the husband who has lived
with you nigh on to thirty-six year ?”
The dentist waved him away and ca
joled the woman into leaning back and
opening her mouth. He found the cause
of her misery to bo an old snag of a tooth,
which would have to be dug around, but
as soon as the lance touched the gum she
screamed out and straggled np.
“Mary—dear Mary, why do you hol
ler!” exclaimed the husband, rushing
over to her side.
“She’s all right—tho worst is over,”
roplied the dentist.
“Oh, shoTl stand it iike an elephant—
she’s got real grit, haven’t you, Mary ?”
Sho fell back, opened her month again,
and again the lance made her scream out.
“Brace, Mary—shut yer eyes and hold
on to tho cheer 1” exclaimed the husband.
“I wish you’d squat over there, and
stay there!” she snarled, after spitting
out a mouthful of blood.
“Bat I can’t sit thar and hear yon
moan and holler and take on so.”
“Who’s a hollerin ?”
"You did.” *
"No, I didn’t.”
"Mary, don’t tell me a lie—a .bold,
straight lie right afore this dentister.”
The dentist induced him to be seated
again, hut it was five minutes before the
woman would open her mouth. She de
clared that tho acho had entirely van
ished, and that her tooth never f)alt so
well in her life.
“Don’t try to crawfish, Mary-
try that 1" exclaimed her husband.'
“Will you shot up ?” she shout
ping off, wrihreaturated, as at first; but
when, after 1 beiatfwleansed and reapplied,
it will no kliMr stiff, it is the indication
that the poison has been all extracted.
NATURE’S SWEET RESTORER.
The Beat Way of Getting Asleep an*
Keeping so.
From Mr. Frank Buckland’s Essay in Land and
Water.]
We read of Biamarck, that “his old
foe, insomnambulo, still tenaciously clings
to him. ' He passes whole nights waking.
At morning dawn, slumber, if not sleep,
cornea at last, bnt day finds him weary
? l<> ’J wont, darn me f Idol* {Here [and unfit for work, yet with mountains
you ve kept me awake fourteen nights, I 0 f wor k to get through.” Having paid
[ou’ve considerable attention to this important
hjwlin* with that old tooth!
jawed and howled and tore around like
an old camel, and now you’ve got ti have
that tooth drawed or you’ll go (home
afoot!'"
She wanted to get ont of the chair and
go for him, but the dentist pecsiaaed
him into going to a drag store after ten
drops of laudanum, and while he was ab
sent the tooth was extracted. t'Mary”
was balancing it on her hand aa he came
in, and after a brief glance he exclaimed:
“Bully for you, Mary! I knotted yo
had grit. All yo wanted was me to en
courage ye r*
“You didn’t encourage nothin'"”
loftily replied.
“I didn’t, eh? Why, dum il
wasn’t for me you’d be howling
homo this very minute, callin’
ashes, and camfire, and oils, and
and cotton! Don’t lie; Mary, jist ’cause
you’re had one old tooth drawed 1”
“I pity your second wife,” she growled
as sho put on her hat. "I know just
how them poor children of mine trill he
used!” .*(’ 1
“Allers a twittin’ me about a second
wife i” he exclaimed. "Here I’id got to
pay fifty cents to have that’old snag
drawed, and ye hain’tjthe least bit grate
ful. I’d drive hum and leave ye in town,
only I know ye’d bo in jail iar le3s’n an
hour.” ■ • “-h T
“Wait till we get back home,she said
os he started down stairs.
“Threats! Thbeats!” whispered tho
farmer, as ho turned to the dentist; “re
member, if I’m fonnd dead tn-night that
ye heard her utter threats!” j
And he followed her down stairs.
question of being able to procure sleep.
I venture to record what I know about it.
The human frame cannot do without
sleep. I believe the reason is that the
mysterious property—for want of a bet
ter name we call it "vital energy”—grad
ually leaks ont daring the day. Daring
sleep the machinery of the body, espe
cially the brain, becomes recharged with
it. Tho causo of not being able to sleep
—I write now of people in good health
and hard workers with their brains—is
that the brain cannot, so to speak, "go
down,” but it continues to act, more or
less. . My • father, when writing tho
"Bridgeport Treatise,” had his own way
of working. Ho was an excessively busy
mat! during the day, and had only tho
night-hours in which he could write. Ho
generally dined at 7 o’clock, and imme
diately after dinner went to sleep for two
or three hours. Ho then got np and
worked on antil 2 or 3 o’clock in tho
morning. Just beforo retiring he took
some light pudding or a sandwich, with
cocoa or milk. Thus ho always slept well,
os the blood was diverted from the brain
to tho stomach.
I have no hesitation in saying that tho
proper tiling to do is to go to sleep im
mediately (or at least very soon) after
the meal Of the day. All animals always
go to sleep, if they are not disturbed, af
ter eating. This is especially noticeable
in dogs; and tho great John Hunter
showed by an experiment that digestion
went on during sleep more than when
tho animal was awake and going about.
This is. his experiment: lie took two
dogs and gave them both the same quan
tity of food. One of them was then al
lowed to go to sleep; the other was taken
out hunting. At the end of three or four
hoius he killed both these dogs. The food
in tho stomach of the dog which had been
asleep was quite digested; in that of the
one which had been hunting the food was
not digested at all.
This fact, I think, shows the advisabil
ity of going to sleep immediately after
eating. This ignored fact always occurs
Tlie Snake Stone* J * -
From tlio Eufaula Times.] 11
It is known to many of our oH(citizens
that there ha3 been in this county, for
more than thirty years past, in tho pos
session of a family living near Louisville,
a stone, the application of which to a
wound occasioned by the bite of ; the most
venomous snake, would extract the poison
and effect a cure. . *i- . 6
A remarkable demonstration of tho effi- to my memory .when I sea old gentlemen
cacy of this stone has been recently af- nodding over their wino. Nature says to
forded in the case of a well-known and them, “Go to bed.” They will not go to
highly esteemed citizen of this county, j bed, but still nature will not allow her
Mr. F. M. Cordcman, a member of our j law to bo broken, so sho sends them to
present court of county commissioners, • sleep sitting in tho chairs. People, there-
and who lives near the Pike county line, i fore, who feel sleepy after dinner ought
on Saturday last about noon, had occa- i to dine late, and go straight to bed when
sion to visit a plantation of hi3 just across | a sleepy feeling .come3 over them.
Pea river, in Pike coapty. „ Tji fcjiag only Most good folks, howevar, do the worst
a couple of miles, he went on foot; but possible things imaginable; they retire-
finding tho water up in the swamp, was ■ altogether into tho drawing room, and
obliged occasionally to wade, which ho ! then, to mako matters worse, they drink
did barefooted. Ho crossed safely, and 1
after eating dinner with a tenant on the
place and remaining till evening, started
to return. He pulled off hi3 shoe3 and
socks as before, when he camo to the
tea and coffee. Now I regard tea and
coffee, when taken at night, to be poison
to certain constitutions. It is very well
in the morning, but it is veiy bad at
night. The reason why tea and coffee
swamp, and commenced to. wado. In ! should not bo taken at night is that the
crossing a sluice, which was about knee
deep, he felt something twist under his
foot beneath the water, and at the same
instant was struck on tbo top of the in
step. He knew at once he had been bit
ten by a water moccasin, although ho
did not Eeo the snake. He raised his
foot out of the water and saw two
punctures from which tho blood was
oozing, their distance apart, as well
as file mass which
under his naked foot,
the snake was a largo one. He was
now a milo from home, bnt hurried for
ward as rapidly as possible, his foot and
leg swelling with frightful rapidity, and
tho pain increasing at every stop. When
he reached his house, his family was ab
sent at a neighbor’s, and he found no one
who could assist him. He had to hobble
on a milo further to reach a place whore
he procured some whisky, which ho
drank; but by this timo tho poison had
so diffused itself as to produce great pros
tration and an insupportable agony of
pain, which tho stimulation of the whis
ky failod to subdue. He spent the night
in constantly increasing tortures, the
symptoms yielding to no remedies which
could be sugges ted,andbecoming more and
ono contains an alkaloid called theine,
and tho other contains an alkaloid called
caffein. These two alkaloids taken into
tho system stimulate the brain, and do
not allow it to go to rest. I speak of
this matter from experience. If I take
thoughtlessly a cup of tea or coffee after 5
o’clock in the evening, going to bed abont
H, I cannot go to sleep; and if the brain
doj3 fall asleep the alkaloid will wake it
had_ twisted | up in about on hour or two. Sleepless-
showing that ness, therefore, is usually caused by tea
or coffee, though, strange to say, tea and
coffeo actually send some peoplo into
sound slumber.
I well recollect the late Dr. Wilber-
force, then Bishop of Oxford, telling my
father, then most actively engaged as
Dean of Westminster, of his patient
way of going to sleep. It is better than
the old-fashioned prescription of watch
ing sheep jamping throngn a hedge one
after another, ships sailing out to sea,
etc. Tho Bishop’s prescription was to
repeat very slowly the vowels, A E IO.
In doing this, they were to bo faintly
pronounced with each inspiration and
expiration.
£ onco heard a midshipman who com
plained that he could not sleep at night
more urgent and alarming. In the mean- , because there were no waves dashing
time it was suggested that he send for j the sides of the ship. To this
the snake stone, which was, we believe, j no jg e he had so many months been ao-
about twelve miles distant. This tos i C ust 0 med that he couid not sleep without
done, and the messenger returned^ with ; t j 10 familiar Bound. He ashed his mother
the stone at 10 o clock m the morning of to dull pails o£ water against his bed-
Sunday. At this time Mr. Cordeman was j r0om d0( f r tm ho w#nt to 8leep . i waa
threatened with convulsions, and every , once ^ who n on a salmon Uispection,
symptom indicated a fatal result The that a certaia miUer C0llla sleep Oo long
ofATia tpnc ATmlinH tA tho wniinn nrwi i m _ .. .. ....... .
stone was applied to the wound and im
mediately the pain abated, and in fifteen
minutes tho sufferer wa3 asleep. He
awoke, after a long slumber, greatly re
lieved. The swelling commenced to as
suage and he is now, we aro happy to
learn, out of danger, and rapidly recov
ering.
This is one of a number, perhaps not
less than seventy-five, of well authentic
as the continued whirl of the mill wheel
was going on, bnt directly after the noise
stopped ho awoke.
The deepest sleep is always just before
dawn. It is, I believe, probable that
some change takes place at this time in
the atmospheric condition, as the honr
just beforo dawn is selected by savages
to make their attack, and it is at this
time, also, I believe, that a great proper*
cated cases of cures of snako-bites t ioa of children aro born. WiUany one
wrought by this agent. It is now pos- i teU U3 p
sessed by Thomas F. Baxter, Esq., of thi3
county, ono of onr most esteemed and re
spectable citizens. It has been in tho
family of Mr. Baxter for more than a
hundred and fifty years, having been,
more than a hundred years ago, brought
from Ireland by his grandfather, an Irish
men, who emigrated from his native
land and settled in South Carolina, then
a Britisn province, and from that day it
has been carefully preserved in the family.
It is always promptly sent by Mr. Baxter
tell us?
I now venture to suggest a new bnt
simple remedy for want of sleep. Opi
ates in any form, even the liquor qpii
sedat, and chloroform, will leave traces
of their influence the next morning. I
therefore prescribe for myself—and have
frequently done so for others—onions;
simply common onions, raw, bnt Spanish
onions stowed will do. Everybody knows
the taste of onions; this is due to a
peculiar essential oil contained in this
to wrery suffererwho may rcqutroit7free j Suable and healthy root. TM.
of charge. • oil has, I am sure, highly sophorifio
"We have seen, and carefully examined, powers. In my own case tb ey nev«
this wonderful thing. It is one inch and 1 pressed with work,
an eighth long, three quarters of an inch ■ a 11 ", ‘ ee * * shall not sleep, I eat two
broad, ono quarter of an inch thick, 1 01 three small onTons, and the effect is
shaped almost exactly like an old-fash- 1 magical. Onions aro also excellent thinga
ioned musket gun-flint, and weighs just, ^ ^ mu ®“- exposed ^to intense
abont as much. It is of a yellowish white : . Mr. Painaby, Troutdale Fishery,
color and resembles horn. For so potent Keswick, informs mo that, when ool-
and valuable an agent its appearance is ‘ ‘ e ? tin g eMmon and trout eggs in the
certainly quite insignificant, and it doc3 winter, he finds that common raw omen,
not look liko something that, on occa- enable him and his men to bear the ice
sions, “all that a man hath” he would : aud cold of the semi-xrozen water much
freely give for its use. Mr. Baxter in- than spirits* beer* etc. The Arctic
formed us that he hadknown it to bo expeditionjustnowabouttostart,should,
used with success in twenty-seven cases therefore, take a good stock of onions,
that he could recollect. Finally, if a person cannot sleep, it is be-
Tho manner of its application is as fol* c" 130 tbo blood 33 “ the brain, not m his
lows: Tho stone is first dropped into stomach; tho remedy, therefore, is obvi-
milk-warm water, then wiped and applied oua; call the blood down from the.brain
to the wound. It instantly and firmly t0 the stomach. This is to be done by
adheres, and so remains sticking, until, eating a biscuit, a hard boiled egg, “bit
as it were, saturated, when it drops off of ? E and cheese, or something. Fol-
itself. It is then thrown into a vessel of low this up with a glass of wine or milk*
warm water, when there exudes an oily or even water, and you will fall asleep,
substance, quite perceptible on tho water. an will, I trust, bless the name ox the
After remaining for some minutes in tho writer. a t
water, the stone is taken out, wrapped in , . ' 1 • 1
moist paper and buried in warm ashes, . A widow, being cautioned by her min-
where it is allowed to remain some min- ister about flirting, said she knew it waa
utes. It is then taken out, wiped dry wrong for maidens and wivrttg ffjet, bni
and reapplied to tho wound. As long as the Bible Y 03 ,,
there remains any poison, the stone will “widow’s mite.” She was flwyng awff ily
continue to adhere, absorbing and drop- ab accounts.
Like a blind spinner in the sun,
Ixread my days;
I know that all the threeds will run
Appointed ways;
I know each day will bring; its task,
And, being blind, no moro I ask.
I do not know the use or name
Of that I spin;
I only know that some one came
And laid within
W hmul the thread and raid, “Since you
Are blind, bat one thing can you do l**
Sometimes the thread, so rough and fast
And tangled fly,
I know wiU storms are sweeping past
A ml Iter that I
Shall fall; but dare not try to find
A safer place, since I am blind.
I know not why, bnt I am sure
That tint and place,
In some great fabric to endure
Past time and race,
Ji.v threads will have; so from the first,
Though blind, I never felt accursed.
I think, perhaps, this trust has sprung,
From ono short word.
Said over me when I was young,
So j ounsr, I hoard
It, knowing not that God’s name signed
Mj brow, and sealed me His, though blind.
But whether this be seal or sign
■Within, without,
It matters not. The bond divine
I never doubt.
I know he sat me there, and still.
And glad, and blind, I wait his will:
But listen, listen, day by day.
To hear their tread
Who bear tho finished web away,
And cut the thread.
And brings God’i* message in the sun,
“ Thou poor blind spinner, work is done.”
I From Versos by H. H.
THEN AND NOW.
Tlie Trial-trip of the n&rrlet Lane.
Dovlestoivn Democrat. |
Washington, April 14.—Tho kitchen
organ of the White House contained the
following editorial paragraph this morn
ing:
“.There was a vessel of the United
States navy at ono time known as the
Harriet Lane. She was named in honor
of the nieco of James Buchanan, who was
then the Democratic President of the
United States. She was used as a pleas
ure yacht by members of Mr. Buchanan’s
administration; but, strange to say, her
use in that way did not suggest to the
Democratic editors of tho day that mili
tary and naval power threatened the
country with unexampled tyranny. I| is
within the memory of our readers that
the government was called upon to pay
all expenses incident to her pleasure
trips, including champagne loncheB ; bnt
that was beforo the Detective press
came into existence. Now, all that
is necessary to arouse a storm of
indignation on tho part of the
Detective journalists and Iheir feeble
array of followers is a suspicion that
while a government vessel is in commis
sion she may bo used, all the expenses
incident to her use being defrayed by
private parties, for purposes similar to
that to which the Harriet Lane wa3 de
voted wh»n tho government footed all the
bills. Surely, we live in technically hon
est times; but there are some people
who seek and admire consistency.”
There is a bare modicum of truth in
tho foregoing statements in regard to tho
revenue cutter Harriet Lane. It is true
that there was such a vessel, and that she
was named in honor of the niece of James
Buchanan. It is true that she was on
ono memorable occasion used by certain
members of Mr. Buchanan’s administra
tion as a pleasure yacht. Butiti3 not
true that she was “a vessel of the United
Ststes Navy,” or that the Government
was ever called upon to pay all or any of
the expenses incident to her pleasure
trips. The Harriet Lane wa3 a revenue
cutter, and was bnilt, as all vessels for
tho revenue are, under the direction of
the Secretary of the Treasury. She was
upon the occasion of her trial trip used
by certain members of the Buchanan ad
ministration to convey a pleasure party
down tho Potomac river, and I have no
doubt there were several champagne
lunches consumed during that voyage.
The circumstances attending that “pleas
ure party” were such as to render it a
memorable occasion, and I take pleasure
in relating them now, because it enables
me to contrast the conduct of Mr.
Buchanan in dealing with a question of
official ethics with that of General
Grant and lii3 Secretary of the Navy.
The trial trip of the Harriet Lane oc
curred during the summer season, when
the President and his cabinet were of
course suffering from the effects of op
pressive heat of this latitude, and a sail
on the Potomac river would afford a brief
but pleasant interlude in their daily rou
tine of official life. For it muBt be re
membered that during Mr. Buchanan’s
administration neither he nor any one of
hiB cabinet ministers were absent from
his post of duty a single day on a pleas
ure excursion. There was no sca-side
capital then, and no annual hegira of the
President and his cabinet on the ap
proach of the heated term from Washing
ton to “cottages by the 6ea.” When the
weather became very oppressive, Mr.
Buchanan was in the habit of passing a
portion of the day and night at the Sol
diers’ Home, hut never—oven during the
hottest days, failed to drive into tho city
and apond several hours at hard work in
his office at the Executive Mansion. Some
of his cabinet ministers also had country
places, bnt none of them avoided the dis
comforts of office work by even a day’s
relaxation under the shade of their own
vine and fig tree.”
Howell Cobb, then Secretary of the
Treasury, without consultation with tho
President or any of his colleagues, con
cluded that the occasion of the trial trip
of the Harriet Lane would be a fine op
portunity to invite his friends of the Cab
inet, of the foreign legations and his
acquaintances generally to enjoy with
him a short sail down the Potomac. The
preparations were made accordingly and
the invitations issued, and all arrange
ments completed without the knowledge
of the President. When Mr. Buchanan
learned of this “damned frolis,” aa he
characterized it, he was very wroth
and sent for his Attorney General. That
officer fonnd him fuming and swearing,
and the first greeting he received was a
double-barreled interrogatory. “Are
yon,” said the President, “going on this
damned frolic? What do you think of
such a conversion of public property to
private use ?” Aa soon as tho Attorney
General could get his breath, he replied
that he was not going on the Harriet
Lane, and further that while he felt a
delicacy in criticising the acts of his col
leagues, he nevertheless could not hesi
tate in expressing his emphatic disap
proval ef the whole affair, “But,” said
he, “Mr. President,what aro you going to
do about it ?”
'Do about it,” exclaimed old Buck, in
a great passion; “Do about it ? Why of
course I will stop it. It is all wrong; it
is scandalous, and I will be held respon
sible for it. Of course I will not Buffer
it to go on.” “But,” said the Attorney
General, “the invitations have been is
sued ; foreign ministers have been in
vited and have accepted. They have, of
oonrae, thought it was all right and prop
er, and if you interfeie now. it wllj,;be to
» certata* wktab A gefleetf <
rocraovM,* gttotwftny goodhteepfe Wive
thr—iitirn’T aaMod’to.ata s t»ny th»
Secretary of the 3Vmw^fea3it will
cause them useless and cpnsclera mortifl-
cation if you mako a row about it now.
I have no idea that Mr.Oobb has thought
anything about, the morality of making
uso of a Government vessel in this
way. I am ante that if he had
reflected a moment he would have been
the last man in the world to take such a
step, but he has taken it, and I cn nee
no way in which you can interfere now
without causing a deal of scandal, and
doing more harm than good. Is there
no way of remedying tho wrong after it
is done ?”
Mr. Buchanan, after a little reflection,
sud yes there was a way. He would pay
the expenses of the trip himself out of
his own pocket.
At the next meeting of the Cabinet
after the excursion, Mr. Buchanan, just
before conference concluded, turned to
Mr. Cobb, and said: “Mr. Secretary, I
want you to bring me an itemized bill of
the expenses incurred during the trial-
trip of the Harriet Lane. I want a full
and detailed statement of everything—
the coal consumed, tho salaries of the of
ficers, tho wages of the seamen, and tho
cost of supplies of every nature and de
scription.”
Cobb W03 thunderstruck. He could
not conceive what such a demand meant,
but he know Mr. Buchanan too well to
manifest any surprise or ask any ques
tions. He replied: “ Certainly, Mr. Pres*
ident, I will do so.” But as the members
of the Cabinet retired, Cobb took the At
torney General by the arm, and walked
along toward the Treasury without say
ing a word. When they had traversed
abont half the distance, he suddenly
stopped and exclaimed: “What in the
thunder does tho old Squire mean ?”
The Attorney General made no reply,
and Cobb said, looking him squaro in the
face: “You know what he means, I know
you do; and now I think you owo it to
me to tell me frankly what he is up to.”
The Attorney General, thus appealed
to, ot coarse could not refuse, and ex
plained the matter to him in detail, and
concluded by saying: “He has asked you
for tho bill because he means to pay it
put of his own pocket.”
Cobb gave a long-continued whistle, a3
was his habit when he wished to mani
fest great surprise, and said: “That’s
what the old Squire is up to, is it? Well,
Fll see whether I can’t surprise him.”
The conversation on this point dropped,
but every once in a while, as they con
tinued their walk to the Treasury, Cobb
would utter a prolonged whittle. At the
next regular cabinet meeting Cobb was as
bright and cheerful as a lark on a sunny
morning. He was in extraordinary hu
mor, and kept cracking his jokes at eve
rybody. The business of the day was
concluded, and the usual friendly'chat on
current topics was indulged in,' and still
no allusion was made to “that bill.” But
the instant there wa3 a move made by
some one to take his departure. Mr.
Buchanan, who had been rather taciturn
during the meeting, turned to Mr. Cobb
and said rather sharply, “Mr. Secretary,
where is that bill?” Cobb, assuming an
innocent air, answered, “What bill do
you mean, Mr. President?” “I mean tho
bill of expenses for the trial-trip of tho
Harriet Lane,” replied Mr. Buchanan,
very sternly; “have vou got it with you?”
_ “0, that bill,” said Cobb. “Yes, I bo-
lievo I hare it somewhere about my
clothes,” and he fumbled first in one
•pocket and then in another, and'finally
drew out a crumpled paper, which he
handed carelessly to the President, say
ing : “I guess that’s it.” Mr. Buchanan
took it, carefully read it, scrutinizing
each item closely until ho reached the
end, when ho exclaimed: “Why,' it is
receipted—paid in full by Howell Cobb.”
“And who in the thunder should have
paid it but-Howell Cobb ?” broke in that
individual until an air of injured inno
cence. “It w my frolic; who should
have paid for it ?” “Sure enough, sure
enough ; who should ?” was all that old
Buck said. Bat he brightened up imme
diately and joined m the conversation
with that peculiar gusto which he could
so well add to a friendly chat, and it was
hours before the meeting broke up. As
the Attorney General was taking his
leave, Cobb caught him by the arm, and,
as they were going down tho steps into
the yard, he said: “Didn’t I come it over
the old Squire that time ?”
That was the first and only time the
Harriet Lane was used during Mr. Buc
hanan’s administration os a pleasure
yacht. But those were honest times,
technically, and every other way, and
Mr. Buchanan wa3 a consistent seeker,
admirer of and believer in honesty. As
the kitchen organ truly says, "we live in
technically honest,” and the present Ad-
minstration is a good example of tech
nical honesty. From the first to tho last,
from tho highest to the lowest, they all
think of how they can cover their steal
ings under some thin pretext so they will
not stand out boldly and vulgarly as com
mon thieves. In this respect they cer
tainly “seek and admire consistency.”
a: m. a.
Who Knows 7 or, Honi'Qaes-
tfong. • —
yfho knows where tilths pennies iro •
mshow *** »*r*r ?
flra
w ] >0 W . 1 J®* C V U tk » oomo
And where they dlAppewf *
Who knows bow littto bills ran swell
_To such prodixions sue?
ws. indeed, whit's f
Who knows. Indeed, whit’s going on
Beneath ha vary eyes ?
Who know* Jnst where her huiband goes
When “ business" keeps him oat ? ^
Who knows when best to wear s smile,
.And when to wear a pout f
Whg knows the time to lace the (set
That she s no longer young t
Who knows how best to speak her Bind.
And how to hold her tongue?
Who knows the most convenient day
To bring a friend todfnef
Who knows tho hall of what he spends
On clubs, cigars, and wine?
Who knows one bonnet cannot last
A woman all her life?
Who knows tbo woman is tho wimo
When sweetheart turns to wife!
W ivy small men fancy wives so largo
And largo men fancy small f -
Who knows, in fseti how half tbo world
Was ever matched at all? -
Who knows how far to trust a friend.
How for to bate a foe ? “
Just when to speak a kindly Yes.
And when a sturdy No
Who knows—the grim old Grecian rage
Says gravely, from thy shelf,
Tho wisest man in all the world
Is he who knows himself.
The B.-T. Trial.
The New York Sun, in tho course of
some remarks upon the termination of
this trial. Bums np its final reznltto the
parties as follows:
Tho sole issue, so far as the public is
concerned, as well as the occasion of the
bitter fight between Beecher and Tilton,
is the offence which the latter charges
against the former. In - that sense, Til
ton’s character is of Ho account, his very
alleged crimes against the marital rela
tion perhaps furnishing, as such crimes
often do. a provocation to adultery in his
wife. Beecher’s guilt or innocence, how
ever, is a matter of highest oonoern, no
assessment of damages providing any
atonement for the offence Droved against
him, if he is found gnilty, or wiping ont
one of the many black spots upon his
sonl, if he has perjured himself and ma
ligned his friends. If Tilton’s case is
worthless, and his charges simply fabri
cated calumnies, the penalty must be
sharp and bitter; but Tilton is not the
pastor of Plymouth Church, nor does he
stand before the public as a conspicuous
minister and a teacher and exemplar of
Christian morals. His fall, therefore,
would be a matter of relatively small
account compared with that awful plunge
into infamy which Beecher’s guilt wonld
imply.
Prospect of a Row la the Cabinet.
There is going to be a jolly row in tho
Cabinet. There is too much intellect in
to it for one thing, and lately: there has
developed too much ambition in certain
members. As long &3 Grant pub only
fourth-rate men into the Cabinet he had
a happy family that rivaled Bamum’s
famous collection. Those were the calm
days of the long ago. When he stumbled
on two first-class men—-namely, Jewell
and Bristow—ho ignorantly plunged his
house into a confused discord, and now
the evil one is to pay, and there is no
pitch hot enough. Several members of
the Cabinet have lately expressed them
selves quite frequentlyL and forcibly as
very much disgusted with the way in
which Benjamin Bristow ha3'. been run
ning things, with a view to forcing him
self upon the Republican party as their
candidate for the Presidency next year.
Columbus Delano has been one of
these, and since he has ascertained thab
Bristow filed the charges with the Presi
dent against him and son John, he has
been unusually emphatic. When Bris
tow and Jewell first came into the happy
family, Delano was greatly disgusted,
looking upon them as pretended moral
animals, that properly had no place in
the cage. Time has only added to this
feeling. Every time that Jewell or Bris
tow made a change for tho good of tho
service in the way of retrenchment and
reform, and modestly let their light so
shine that men might see their good
worts, which they never failed to do.
Brother Delano felt that there was an in
tentional reflection cast upon tha Inte
rior Department and its pious head. He
brooded quietly over these things for a
long timo. He i3 still brooding, bnt not
so quietly, and the chances azo that ho
will erupt violently very soon. He says
tbat if Bristow don’t atop he will pin
back his ears and go for him. He talks
of Bristow’s doings while ho whs Presi
dent of the Texas Construction Com
pany, hinting vaguely of some papers
on file in tho Interior concerning Bris
tow’s transactions while in that position,
which he- mysteriously iiitimatee are
simply awful, and declares he will joint
them if tho moral animal don’t stop his
nonsense. He says that Bristow came to
the Interior Department while he (De
lano) was away, and procured a subor
dinate, deceitfully, to do some things in
behalf of the Construction Company
which were wicked, and said that he
(Delano) was compelled to afterward re
verse and undo those things, and to dis
charge some of his trusted employes, who
had yielded to certain seductive influ
ences employed by Benjamin Bristow,
who was not then the moral animal that
ho has pretended to be sinoe he became
a member of the onoe happy family.
How much all tbis amounts to nobody
but Delano and Bristow probably know,
but the world will have it all if the quar
rel is not soon suppressed. Delano regards
Jewell as the accomplice of Bristow in
persecuting him, and threatens to make
it lively for the handsomo dog, also. On
the other-hand, Bristow intimates that
he will have something to offer before the
close of Mr. Delano’s proposed perform
ance, and don’t seem at all frightened.
From all of which it is apparent that Mr.
Grant ought to scatter tbis happy family
to various summer resorts before hot
weather sets in, for if this thing comes to
a head in dog days, there is no predicting
the results.—Wash, special to Cin. Com.
Hon. Jxssk D. Bright, formerly United
8tates Senator from Indiana, is lying
dangerously ill at his residence in Balti
more, No. 92 Madison street. Mr. Bright
has been some time a resident of that
city, where he has purchased a fine resi
dence. His disease is rheumatism of the
heart. He was expelled from the United
States Senate at the beginning of the
late civil war because of having been ac
cused of writing a letter to ex-President
Davis m reference to the necessity of
furnishing arms to the Sooth.
A RXMAKKsm.s escape was made from
Sing Sing prison by five convicts {last
week. From the prison quarry to the
prison yard there is an arched bridge
spanning the track of the Hudson River
railroad. An. extra freight. train was
passing under this bridge, when five men
dropped from it on to the ears. Foot
made tor the engine and one for the
coupling which fastened it to the train.
The four presented cocked revolvers at
the head of the engineer, and told him
to “ git,” and he did. The fireman,
who was wedged np next the boiler, was
persuaded by the same arguments to
make a dash through the window of the
cab. The coupling was drawn and the
throttle-valve pulled wide open, and the
engine started tike mad down the track,
the bullets of the prison guard, who had
been alarmed, whizzing harmlessly about
it. As the engineer was getting off he
had the presence of mind to turn on the
pumps, unobserved by the convicts. This
probably saved a terrible disaster to an
up bound passenger train. The engine
flashed past Scarborough [like a streak of
lightning, but before it reached Tarry-
town she had taken water so fast that
the heads of the cylinders were blown
off, and tbat brought her to a stand still.
It was a shrewd thought on the part of
the engineer, who, with four revolvers
at his head, hadn’t much time to think.
The prisoners took to the woods, but four
were subsequently captured. They can
say, however, that they made three
miles on the Hudson River railway
quicker than was ever done before, and
in not to exceed two minutes and a half.
Tai oost of church-going in New York
is becoming a matter of no small concern
to these who are religiously inclined.
DUUng^lsne* Arrivals. ' “\ H&phOiiot b>w in many cases is said
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