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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