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I^r* Pmbii-A Poem by tbe Amtbor of
u Hawlhoru Blossoms.”
Ia the spring, there annually blooms oat any
number of poems upon that theme—old as the
daisies bnt ever fresh and sweet as they—the
theme of love. Here is a pretty one that has
never been published, from the pea of Mrs.
Emily Thornton Charles—known as the author
of ‘Hawthorne Blossoms,' under her pen name
of Emily Hawthorne:
LOVE’S DREAM.
To liquid, magic-flowing rhyme.
My heart keeps singing.
Like chiming belle, that au the time
Joy.peals are ringing.
As waves of sound still rise and swell.
Thus waves of feeling—
Emotions deep, with mystio spell,
Are o’er me stealing.
For beanteoas thoughts through all my mind
Their way are winging;
Pore joy and bliss, with peace combined.
These thoughts are bringing.
And every nerve in heart and brain.
Is throbbing, thrilling;
Ah I rapturous Love. I wear thy chain
A captive willing.
Enwrapt in glowing dreams, I lie,
So real their seeming—
*Twere even an ecstacy to die,
So sweet the dreaming.
While snn-burst gleams of Paradise
Are round me falling;
Enshrined in bliss my epint lies—
Bliss most enthralling.
SOCIETY GOSSIP.
Parties, Balls, Dinings, Marriages,
and other Amusements.
LIFE IN THE SOUTH.
ATLANTA, GA.
No society column during Lent? No, of course
not. We all know the girls are staying in their
rooms, reading religious works, going to church,
fasting, and otherwise keeping Lent, while the
men—well, of coarse we don’t know, and, in
deed, are not at all curious about their voca
tion. The Augusta paper says that the Atlanta
girls don’t bang their hair during Lent. No,
and we never did; it's only the Augusta women
that practice this species of teminine folly, but
I’ll tell you what we do have here, and that's a
‘Quartette Tramp Club.’ Three of its members
are the brightest, prettiest girls in the State;
the fourth is not pretty, but like all women born
insolvent in this particular — she s good. Last
Saturday they took a walk, worthy of a mem
ber of the ‘Alpine Club.’ They either went to
test the mineral water, or to climb the fences.
After spending several hours with the trees and
chiggers, they came home home triumphantly
in a street car that didn’t add one cent to its
•treasury by having them among its passengers.
L. G. E.
All Sorts.
Dr. Skinner, pastor of the First Baptist church
£n Macon, Ga, will soon begin a series ot ser
mons on the ‘Future Punishment of the
Wicked.’
The Columbus Enquirer favors Gen. Toombs
as the next Governor of Georgia.
Emannel county is troubled with pneumonia.
Dr. Cornelius Doyle, of Washington, General
Lee’s Provost Marshall at the time of his sur
render, is dead.
The Savannah people are enthusiastic over
Dr. Gustave Salter.
No them tourists stop over in Dalton to enjoy
the bracing atmosphere and excellent water.
Kennesaw is the only place in Georgia that
is minus a brass band. Organize one at once.
Good farming land in Stafford county, Va.,
was sold a few days since at less than a dollar
an acre.
The Odd Fellows in Minnesota are forming
a colony in that State to be composed entirely
of members of that order.
The lieforuied Episcopalians are to build a
church at Mt. Holly, N. J.
Decatur, Alabama, is not in love with its brass
band, but pines for a Literary Club.
Mr. J. N. Baker, of Nashville, Tenn., was
married to Miss Mollie Collier, of Decatur, Ala.,
last week.
Misses Addie and Mamie Goodloe, of Colum
bia, Tenn., are visiting friends in Nashville.
Half of Columbia went to Nashville last week
to see Barrett.
Little Rock, Ark., enjoyed Mary Anderson
week.
Mrs. Mary E. Clendenin, widow of the Hon.
John J. Clendenin, died in Little Rook on the
Sth. . „
Kentucky wants women in Congress—so says
the Mt Sterling Sentinel.
Rocky Mount, North Carolina, sighs for a gay,
rollicking baby show. Have it bv all means.
Judge Asa Biggs, of Norfolk, Va., died in
that city on the 8th inst.
A couple in Houston, Texas, sent for the
minister and were made one while the artist
was taking their photograph.
Jacksonville, Fla., claims 12,000 inhabitants,
exclusive of the little towns immediately join
ing it.
Mrs. Judge Brixton, of Virginia, is giving a
series of readings at difterent points of the
State, for the benefit of an Orphan Asylum.
Large numbers of the best families of Clark
and Bourbon counties, Ky., are leaving for
Missouri. „ „ , . .
. A monument to John C. Breckenridge is pro
posed in Kentucky. The Legislature of that
State has incorporated an association which
will collect funds for the purpose, and a bill
appropriating $10,000 for the monument has
passed to ft second reading.
Bishop Whelan, formerly of the Romish dio
cese, of Nashville, died at Janesville, Ohio, re-
is estimated that the city schools of Nash
ville now have a daily attendence of 3,500 pu-
P1 Mr. Robert Whitehead, of Tarboro, N. C., died
The University of Nashville and Vanderbilt
Univerity graduated ninety doctors recently.
Mrs Dr. J. J. Mason, of Columbus, is dead.
Mr. H. Achein is the youngest member of the
House. He is a native of Nashville, a widower
of 28 years of age. He has already been styled
the Apollo Belvedere of the House. He is a
great favorite in Washington society.
K Misses Kate Manning and Helen Bond, two
of Brownville’s (Tenn.) beauties are visiting
The Murphy movement has just reached
^Hon.^W. P. Matthews, of Talbotten, Ga., will
be the only representative of that county to
th BJth r So^h^r^and McCullough were in Mem-
^Mr^Butbrd, of Columbia, Tenn., is visiting
^Marion d!’ Payne and Miss Nannie Lindsay
were married in Lexington, Ky., on the 11th
inst
About Women.
George Eliot ie eeld to here niedo £40,000
,by Daniel Deronda. . . ...
Joeh Billings says: ‘ The worst tyrant in this
world is a woman who is superior to her husband
and letB everybody know it.'
Miss Kate Field says she is not the author of
the ‘Magillicuddy Papers,’ and why she should
be pounced upon as the author is beyond her
comprehension, and she adds that she is not in
the habit of minding anybody else’s business
but her own. Wonderful woman !
‘She ia not handsome,' Bays George Eliot’s
latest photographer. ‘Her face is long, pale,
with a sensitive mouth. Her eyes are a vivid,
warm blue-gray, full of depth, now keenly per
ceptive, now dreamily introspective, always full
of sadness. Her hair worn low, gives a womanly
effect to a flnely-intellectual forehead. Her gen
eral expression is that of wearied sensitiveness. ’
Miss Anna Louisa Cary was recently presented
with a handsome souvenir, in tbe shape of a oup
and Baucer, embellished by the artist, Miss
Joslyn, of Boston.
Mrs. Blanche Butler Ames is said to be an en
thusiastic believer in the cause of Woman’s
Rights.
Mrs. Somerville, learned aB she was, did not
disdain feminine occupation. She was once
observed in a fit of dumps, abstraction, and was
asked by a gentleman, who greatly admired her
talents, what was the snbjeot which engaged her,
to which, greatly to his disappointment, she re
plied, ‘‘I was just thinking about a new bonnet.”
Miss Sherman, who is to marry Senator Cam
eron, is twenty-two. Mr. Cameron is forty-five.
Clara Kellogg denies being engaged to Tom
Carl.
Janauschek has just closed an engagement
at Hooley’s theater, Chicago, which was not prof-
table.
Miss Georgians Smithson, an English vocalist
with considerable London reputation, will ap
pear in New York soon.
Mrs. Kate Chase Spragne is said to be more
beautiful than ever.
Mme. Modeska, is an intimate and life long
friend of Mme. Essipoff, the pianist, whose
mother was a Pole.
Snodgrass says a coquette is a rosebud, from
which each young beau plucks a leaf and the
thorns are left for the husband.
A woman will face a frowning world and
cling to the man she loves, through the most
bitter adversities, but then she does not be
lieve in wearing a hat that is not exactly the
"style.”
Mrs. Thompson, the lady who created such
comment recently in England, by having
her horse shod with gold, and who scattered
gold coins among the children at Barceland,
Spain, has been placed in a Lunatic Asylum.
A woman that was determined to please her
self in marrying, was warned that her intended,
although a good kind of fellow, was rather sin
gular. ‘ Well, then,’ she replied, ‘if he is very
much unlike other men, hois much more likely
to make a good husband.’
Patti is constantly surrounded with dogs.
Clara Morris has a weakness for cats. Modjeska
is disconsolate without her canaries, but lima de
Mirska pets a singing mouse.
George Eliot says every school-boy can laugh
at his sister for a mistake in Latin, but that the
girl is worth a dozen of the boy.
Miss Susan B. Anthony has charmed the Mis
souri people with her graceful and earnest way
of speaking.
‘ The girls of our day are very badly educa
ted,' said one of the members of a Committee
on Education to the Bishop of Gloucester. ‘That
cannot be denied,’ retorted his lordship. ‘How
ever, there is one consolation—the boys will
never Had it out.’ L. G. E.
About Men.
Spurgeon, the great London preacher, has
failed in health, and has been forced to aban
don the ministry.
Francis Murptiy’a son, who is only about
twenty years old, made a temperance speech in
Washington City, and at the close of the meet
ing about five hundred persons signed the
pledge. Mr. Murphy, Sr., says that his son is
his inspiration.
Bishop McTyeire, of the M. E. Church South,
preached in Washington City last Sunday.
Ex-Senator James R. Doolittle is lecturing in
Wisconsin on "Russia, the Coming Power of
the Old World.”
Wiat T. Huntington, aged 80 years, has just
resigned his position in the New York Custom
House, after serving fifty years.
The London News Bays that the late Pope was
an expert billiard player, and when his health
permitted, played every evening for several
hours.
Tnurlow Weed, Gen. Dix and Daniel Drew,
drew their pensions as soldiers of the war of
1812 this week in New York. Each of them re
ceived $24.
E iward Pierpout Duffield has been arrested
at Otlumna, Iowa, for robbing the mails. He is
a nephew cf the ex-Minister to England, after
whom ne was named.
Bayard Taylor has been commissioned as
Minister to Germany, William C. Goodloe to
Belgium, and John Biker to Venezuela.
Hon. Thomas C. Platt, of Oswego, New York,
has gone to the Black Hills.
David Eckstein is nominated for Consul at
Amsterdam.
Horatio Seymour gives little "talks” about
the use of short words in speaking and writing.
Admiral Jones, of the British Legation at
Washington, is described as a short, jolly man,
and is a head shorter than his handsome wife.
Ex-Gov. Shepherd, of Washington, whose leg
was broken three times last winter, is now able
to walk out.
Biernstadt, the artist, so tall and grave, has
calm, deep-gray eyes, and appears to be about
forty-five.
Rev. Alexander Duff. D.D., the eminent mis
sionary of the Free Church of Scotland, who
visited this country in 1854, and was the first
missionary of the church of Scotland, died at
Sidmouth, England, on the 12th inst.
Augustus C. Buell, a well-known journalist,
was married in Washington City on the 13th, to
Madeline Polk, a daughter of the door-keeper
of the House.
The Rov. Dr. Lyman Abbott has had what he
calls the “pleasure" of spending a Sabbath at
Vassar College. He says the girls constituted
the “most iuspiringly attentive and responsive
audience that he had ever spoken to.” He says
they perhaps had been reading George Eliot’s
last novel, or studying their Monday’s lesson
for aught he knew. He gave the girls the best
reputation they ever received from any other
divine.
Fashion Notes.
Perfuming the hair is a new freak.
Leg-of-mutton sleeves have been revived.
New velvet muffs are edged with black lace.
The cutaway jacket supercedes the polonaise.
Tbe novelty for bonnet-trimming is dyed grebe.
Beads have appeared on linen articles of ap
parel.
Neigeuse, or snow-gauze, is the novelty for
ball-dresses.
Small dowers will take the place of the large
flowers lately worn.
Scarf-pins have Japanese decorations in col
ored gold or oxidized silver.
The new Spring colors are in subdued tints,
snch as drab, tan, and silver.
Chip bats and bonnets will be worn almost to
the exclusion of other straws.
Black lace barbes are becoming popular, and
are worn tied around the throat.
Spring styles have appeared, and proclaim the
fact that everything ia beaded.
It is asserted that long wraps will still be worn
as the warm weather approaches.
Ladies are wearing Spanish colors, as nearly
as complexion and style will permit.
Black feathers, tipped with gold, are among
the novelties in millinery goods.
Spring wraps, called ‘Mantelets,’ are square
in the back, with long ends in frfiht.
Exquisite pearl fringes and headings are
Bhown for trimming hats and bonets.
Ribbon watered on one side and satin-faced
on the other will be mnoh worn this Summer.
Summer mantles ar6 of coarse black net, en
tirely covered with rows of narrow black lace.
Ivory and felt gray are the new shades for
dress goods, ribbons, and hats for the coming
season.
Summer dresses are to he trimmed with em
broidered flounces in the Russian colors—red,
black, blue, and yellow.
New ties are of plain silk, the ends finished in
embroidery and fringe to represent the tip of a
peacock's feather.
Colored grenadines are announced to be very
fashionable for the coming Sammer. They come
in all the choioe colors.
The traffic in artificial flowers is very large,
millions of dollars being expended annually in
their importation to this oountry.
Economical ladies are taking their old dresses,
and by adding a deep kilt flonnee around the
bottom, make them look like the new kilt suits
so popular at present.
A very rare and elegant bracelet is in the shape
of coiled serpents holding a topaz, which has
been subject to voltaic action and then carved
to represent the Egyptian beetle.
Items of Interest.
The New Silver Dollars—Lynch Law—Cuban
Surrender—Chinese Burned to
Death &c. ttc.
The president has signed the bill in regard to
the veterans of 1812, Ac., and their widows.
The first of the new silver dollars made their
appearance on Wall street on the 14th. Being
in iimited amount the supply was soon exhaust
ed. The desire to obtain them as tokens was gen
eral, and buyers paid a fraction above par in
gold.
The following are the board of directors of the
Atlanta and Charlotte Air-Line railway for the
ensuing year : Eugene Kelly, George Warren
Smith, Abram S. Hewitt, William H. Fogg,
Pomeroy P. Dickinson, Hiram Sibley, Frank P.
Clark and Skipwith Wilmer. There were cast
38,452 votes on as many shares/
A negro was lynched in Pensacola, Fla., on
the 13th for a brutal assault on a girl 5 years
old.
Thirty-six excursionists, attaining the fair at
Brest, France, were drowned on the 14th by the
capsizing of a barge.
A negro woman was lynched in Rockingham
Co., Va., on the 6th, for instigating the burning
ofa barn.
A boy of twelve years, with a precocious fien
dishness which could scarcely be equaled by
Jesse Pomeroy himself deliberately and in cold
blood shot down and instantly killed a young
playmate and companion of his own age, in
Philadelphia, because he would not give him a
piece of candy.
Japan is making gigantic educational strides,
and if it keeps on will soon take a front rank
among nations. It has now twenty-four thou
sand elementary schools, and over two million
pupils.
The first strawberries of the season were sold
in Charleston last Saturday, at $1,50 a quart.
There are fifty-nine confederate soldiers in
congress men in the senatm^H! forty-nine iit
the house. jjk
THE CUBAN SUBUJMiEB.
New YoeA;, March 14th.—Mfed^r from Havana
March 9th, contains the following intelligence:
As previously announced, the surrender of the
insurgents with their arms, as stipulated in the
basis of peace commenced on the 28th ult., and
up to this date the greater part ot the in
surgents in the vicinity of the towns and large
villages have surrendered to the Spanish forc
es, some laying down their arms in some unin
habited spot and others surrendering themselves
and their arms at Puerto, Principe and other
towns. Puerto Principe was formerly one of
THE HOT BEDS
of the insurrection. The insurgents, who came
there to surrender, were met iu the neighbor
hood by a detachment of the Spanish troops,
and both forces entered the city amid the rejoic
ings of the population. Gen. Martinez Campos
was present, and tbe insurgent-* defiled before
him on the plaza Bebramas anly laid down their
arms. The surrender of the insurgents will
not be accomplished for some time, as they are
scattered in small fractions over the country.
3,000 Chinese Buruedjo Death.
At Tientsin, on the 7th of January, a terrible
calamity occurred. A lire broke out at 10 o’clock
in the morning, at one of the relief yards estab
lished outside of the city wall for the benefit of
the lamine refugees. A strong northeast wind
was blowing at the time, and scarcely an hour
passed before all the Rheds were burned, and
between 2,800 and 3,000 women and children
were suffocated or burned to death. As correct
an estimate as I can get gives the number of in
mates as 3,000. of whom only a little over 100
escaped. The location of this soup kitchen was
unfortunate. On the east side was the city
ditch; on a part of the south and west sides was
an ice pit, while houses lined the remaining
sides. In addition, it was surrounded by a
strong fence of kauliang stalks plastered with
mud, in which there was only one gate, and it
is said that on the bursting forth of the flames,
the gate keeper locked the gate find ran away.
Many of the Chinese showed much courage
id trying to render assistance, us testified by an
eye witness, who passing just at the time, hast
ened to do what he could in tearing down the
fence and rendering other services. He speaks
of the scene at that time as terrible beyond des
cription. The scene presented after the fire had
done its work was ghastly and horrible, and the
picture of it rises before my mind as one that
can never be effaced. The contortions of the
features, the positions of the bodies, hands,
limbs, mouth and eyes, the same as when the
flame and smoke overtook them, reminded one
of the descriptions of Pompeii. Had the gate
been left opeu probably many more might have
made their escape, but so rapidly did the flames
spread through the matsheds, and in the straw
and mats spread on the ground as a protection
ag dust dampness, that before an opening could
be made in the fence tew even were left to linger
on in suffering. How the fire originated no
one seems to kuow—a spark possibly, from the
range where at the time the millet was cooking.
The towers of the rotunda on the exhibition
grounds will be the highest lookiouts in Paris.
They will contain lifts, to be worked by hy
draulic power, for the elevation of visitors by a
hundred or two at a time. The view from the
top of them will take in the valley of the Seine
for miles on either side, and every prominent
building in the city will be easily seen. The
spire ot Notre Dame will stand oat as clearly in
the plain below as the distant green slopes of
Meadon.
There is a couple living near Pulaski, Ky.,
now about 35 years old, who married when the
husband was only 13 and the wife 11 years of
age. They were poor when married, bnt now
bare plenty for their large lamily.
THE
OLD TABBT HOUSE.
BY GARNETT McIYOB.
[Oar installment of the Old Tabby House is
quite short this week, owing to the indisposi
tion of the author.]
CHAPTER XIL—A Revelation.
The family circle at the Old Tabby House
began to show the influence of the changes
which a few days had wroaght in the mind of
Ethel. The barred and bolted window-blinds
were gradually opened to the air and sunshine.
MubIo, fresh and inspiring, came morning,
noon and night, nnder the gentle touch of Ellen,
and her sweet voice filled the old mansion with
its melody.
The invalid Ethel walked out, ever and anon,
leaning upon the arm of her sisters, and through
the wide halls her feeble Bteps were supported
by her gentle guardians. Yet, strange to say,
she did not seem to be anxious to see the fair ■
musician, and Ellen, with a delicacy peculiar to j
her refined nature, restrained her own cariosity.
More than once, the elder sister had ventured
to the very verge of a question which might
have aroused a fearful interest in the sufferer.
Lodged in the same house, within a few paces
of each other, were two hearts whose highest
earthly happiness depended upon a wise and |
cautious revelation of their interest in each •
other.
A thousand plans were suggested, and as often
laid aside as dangerous or doubtful in the ex-,
treme. If it had been possible to break the in
telligence by degrees, with whom should the
preparatory steps be taken ? With Ellen? Then,
the danger was, that the warm-hearted child, if
her own mind could withstand the sudden
shock, would precipitate the disclosure, and
unsettle again the reason of the happy mother.
But Providence opened a way, and in a most
unexpected manner.
There came a day when the piano was silent.
All through the morning hours the house was
still, the silence only broken by the hurried
steps of the female servants, who had of late,
been permitted to enter the old house, and wait
upon its fair young tenant. Ellen was sick.
The malarial atmosphere of the sultry summer
had prostrated the young girl, and in a brief
period, she was seized with delirium and fever.
Anxious faces, aDd troubled spirits filled the
Old Tabby House. Apprehension, alarm, could
not bo disguised. Ethel missed the music, and
they told her the reason. The musician was
sick. For the first time she expressed a desire
to Ree her. From day to day, excuses were made
until there was no longer a possibility ot repres
sing the womanly tenderness of Ethel’s heart.
She urged, and finally, with a resolution which
amounted to a show of force, followed her sister
Mary into the chamber of the patient The dim
light falling in misty twilight upon ike curtains,
showed only a wan and pallid face, but the heart
of the mother recognized her child. Yet not in
frantic ecstacy nor yet in delirium nor in
the stormy outburst of a deep and resistless
sorrow !
She knelt by the bedside, clasped tbe hot
hand, and kissed the burning brow.
‘My child ! my child ! you shall not die !
These were her first words, and falling on her
kuees, there ascended to the Throne of Heaven
a prayer, such as the angels on the shining stair
way of Jacob’s dream delight to carry to the au-
ilince Chamber of the great King. And He
heard the prayer of the desolate heart. The
physician came, and sought to take away the
prostrate form from the sick bed, but the words
that swelled upward from the burning soul of
the mother wed him into silence. The issues of
life and death seemed swaying in the balance,
but the ntother’s heart had a strong hold upon
the Eternal Arm, and the vibrating balance stood
still. The dark pall of death hung like a cloud
over the spot, but the mother's faith pierced
the bosom of the cloud, and the beam of hope
which tell through the rifted darkness, lit up
her soul with the eloquence that is bom of trust,
on the verge of the abyss of dispair.
Still clasping the burning hand, whilst the
pale sufferer murmured incoherent words in her
delirium, her ears caught the sweetest word that
mortal lips have spoken :
Mother!’
•Yes, yes! Oh God of Heaven,’ she cried, ‘hear
a mother's prayer ! Let her but speak to me—
one moment—one sweet moment; let the dear
lips but tell me that she knows me, and then —
if she must go, Infinite Spirit! take us both,
here and now !’
There was an emphasis, aa appalling earnest
ness in these words. Awe, such as only the felt
presence of the Almighty can create, rested up
on every heart, upon every object in tbe room.
The setting sun, through a half-turned blind,
cast a parting ray upon a mirror, and this re
flected, tilled the room with a strange, unearth
ly light. The mother caught the vision, and her
faith seized it as an evidence of the answer to
her prayer.
•He is come! He is come !’ she cried, ‘God
has answered my prayer. She shall not, will
not die !’
The energy of her words broke the spell. The
pale face was lit up with a smile. Her eyes
opened and fixed with an expression of heaven
ly serenity, a look of recognition upon Ethel.
•My mother!’
‘Oh God !’ exclaimed Ethel, ‘she is saved !’
Ellen's eyes closed again, but thought was
busy in the pale features, and smiles of sweetest,
gentlest touch, chased each other over her coun
tenance. A moment more, and the mother’s
heart was beating against the breast of the sick
girl, and new life, as fresh as the first beam of
morning, filled the wasted form.
There is a language which human lips have
never spoken. There are moments when the
eloquence of the orator, however sublime the
imagery that may issue from the imagination’s
creative touch, can only degrade and dwarf the
inspirations of the soul. When the strong arm
of the husband, the shield, protector, and guar
dian of wife and child, lies nerveless in the
grasp of death—when the clear light of love Has
fled from the beaming eye, and the dull stare of
s nseless matter fixed upon vacuity, proclaims
the loved one lost—no human voice should pro
fane the silence of that hour. O! happy is she,
who in that presence of the dead, when her
heartstrings are bleeding—when her soul crouch
es in subjection to the king of Terrors, under the
awe which humbled mortality feels in the con-
t-oious impotence of human power—happy is
she, who can silence tbe murmur, and still the
restless anguish till her interior ear catches the
music tones that come wafted back from the
shores of immortality!
When the fair and beautiful flowers of our
life’s spring time fall from their parent stems,
and leave only the fragrance of their formea
lives to remind us of their being, happy are we,
who can catch in thesoent of the summer rain
the aroma of the ‘balm-breathing goodness of
God’—and know, that the blossoms which have
perished below have already had their resurrec
tion in the everlasting bowers, where their beau
ty and glory shall never fade away
Thrice happy is that mother's heart, whose
faith, with a grasp to which even the Eternal
yields obedience, wooes back her child, whilst
yet the silken ringlets have been kissed by the
sunlight of the celestial Paradise, end bears her
henceforth, with the print of the golden crown
still sparkling on her brow!
Days and weeks, long blissful weeks, of slow
recovery, but priceless pleasure to the re-nnitei
mother and daughter passed in the Old Tabby
House, whilst the young life gave forth the
treasures of its youth, and the saddened spirit
of the mother caught the cheerful, happy glow
of innocent womanhood again.
Into the sacred precinct of the holiest lore that
earth can know, we dare not enter.
The clouds are passing by—the high noon is
coming! °
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Why the Rev. Dr. Mudge Stop
ped His Paper.
Some years ago when the writer was a report
er upon an eastern paper, it devolved on him to
write for the same edition an account of the pre
sentation of a gold-headed cane to the Rev. Dr.
Mudge, the olergyman of the place, and a de
scription of a new hog-killing machine that had
j ust been put in operation at the factory. Now,
what made the Rev. Dr. Mudge mad was this*
The inconsiderate buccanneer who made up the
form got two locals mixed in a frightful manner,
and when we went to press something like this
was the appalling result:
‘Some of the Rev. Dr. Madge’s friends oalled
upon him yesterday, and after a brief consulta
tion the unsuspecting hog was seized by the
hind legs and slid along the beam until he reach
ed the hot water tank. His friends explained
the object of their visit and presented him with
a handsome hald-headed butcher, who grabbed
him by the tail, and swung him around, and in
less than a minute the carcass was in the water.
Thereupon he came forward and said there were
times when the feelings overpowered one, and
for that reason he would not do more than at
tempt to thank those around him for the man
ner in which so huge an animal was cut in frag
ments was astonishing. The doctor concluded
his remarks, the machine seized him, and, in
less time than it takes to write it, the hog was
cut into fragments and worked into delicious
sausage. The occasion will be remembered by
the doctor’s friends as one of the most delight
ful of their lives. The best pieces can be obtain
ed for fifteen cents per pound, and we are sure
those who sat under his ministry will rejoice to
hear that he has been so handsomely treated.’
Personals.
A grass widow forty-five years old, is attend
ing school in Lumpkin.
Since his marriage, King Alfonso has steadily
refused to attend bull tights.
M. De Lesseps is seventy years of age, and the
proud father of thriving twins.
Sir Peter Goats, the spool thread man, is
threading his way through the South.
Mrs. A. T. Stewart owns the largest single
diamond in the land; value $35,000.
Anthony Comstock, the heroic foe to impure
literature, will, it is said, soon begiu a vigorous
warfare on the flash juvenile papers.
The name of Disraeli has never been borne
by any other family than that of the present
Lord Beaconsfield, and as he has no other liv-
ing relations, will expire with him.
Three of the veterans of the once famous
Bentley’s Magazine—George Cruikshank, Sir
Edward Creasy and Dr. Dorah—died within the
last month, and all from bronchitis.
Moody and Sankey are badly harassed by the
autograph hunter, but they turn the evil to good
account by invariably accompanying their au
tographs with appropriate texts of scripture.
Hannibal Hamlin, of Maine, now United
States senator, may well be termed an old public
functionary. He is 69 years of age, and has
been 43 years in office, state and federal.
Gen. Sutter, now seventy-five years of age, on
whose farm in California gold was first discov
ered is iu Washington with his claims for sup
plies furnished destitute emigrants.
Mr. Joseph Jefferson has found leisure in the
intervals of his theatrical work to paint three
pictures for the spring exhibition abroad. They
Have just departed—-one forthe Paris saloon,one
tor the royal academy, and one for the French
gallery in Pall Mall.
While a train on the Pacific road was making
between thirty and forty miles an hour the
other day, Miss May Fisk, a cousin of the late
lamented James Fisk, Jr., with a display of
cheek which seems to distinguish the whole
family, entered the parlor car, and, without cer
emony, reeled off a speech in behalf of woman
suffrage. The motion of the train did not throw
her off her balance, and she held her audience
throughout the discourse, because there was no
possible way for anybody to get out. We fear
this is opening the floodgates of talk in the
wrong place, and between suffrage-talkers and
the monte men, innocunt folks will not dare to
go away from home.
THE FALL OF A MOUNTAIN.
One of the Most Prominent Landmarks in
Montana Tumbles to the Plain.
Nearly every resident of Montana has either
seen or heard of the famous Bear Tooth moun
tain, the most prominent landmark in northern
Montana. It is visible from different points at
distances ranging from forty to sixty miles,
and is in full view from Helena and the sur
rounding country. The mountain iB distant
about thirty miles from Helena, and stands like
a grim and mighty sentinel at the end of the
canon known as the Gate of the Mountain,
through which flows the Missouri river. The
Bear Tooth was fully de-cribed as a wonderful
landmark of the early explorers, Lewis and
Clark. In all photographs of the northern
country the two tusks, rising black and grim
hundreds of feet above the mountain, are the
prominent objects. The main tusk remains,
looking lonely and isolated in its grandeur.
Last Monday a party of hunters, who were
chasing game several miles north of tbe Bear
Tooth, observed a rumbling sound and a quak
ing of the earth, and supposing it was an earth
quake, and not noticing a repetition of it, they
soon forgot the occurrence, and continued their
chase until they reached the Bear's Tooth.
Here they were astonished by the appearance
of the eastern tusk. This was a perpendicular
mass of rock, fully five hundred feet high, three
hundre! feet in circumference at its base, and
about 150 feet at the top. This immense mass
had become dislodged, and coming down with
the speed of an avalanche had swept through
a forest of large timber for a quarter of a mile,
entirely levelling it. The country around is
now covered with a great mass of broken trees
and tons upon tons of rocks, many of them as
large as an ordinary house.
Miss Florence, daughter of Judge Henderson,
of Talladega, a very attractive and highly ao-
oomplisned young lady, has been visiting friends
and relatives in Colnmbiana, Ala., and during
her visit added much to the social life of the
community by a modest display of the elocu
tionary p >wers which she possesses in no or
dinary degree.
— A Milwaukee girl s ear will wear out four
pairs of hrass ear-rings in a year. . | ^
— Did you ever see a woman playing whist
when she didn’t hold "the worst hand I ever
did see?” U