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CINCINNATI’S SENSATION. Rabbi Wise’s Daughter Mar ries a Young Gentile. It Was a Bunaway Match and Great is the Talk Thereof. (From the Cincinnati Enquirer.) ‘It was a runaway match, one of the good old* fashioned kind, that ever since Love first laugh* ed at locksmiths—and that was probably as soon as the latter appeased on earth—have been the hope and the refuge of maiden and gallant who love wisely and well in their own belief, but not so in that of the heads of their respective households. The engagement was of nearly four year’s standing, and the mutual affection and intimacy of Miss Wise and her husband, to-day began when the latter was the daily and often the nightly guest of the Wise mansion, welcomed there aB the bosom friend and boon companion of one of the sons of the rabbi. Two years ago, as is proved by the card of Dr. Wise below, and it is said at the suggestion of May, a son-in-law of the latter, he (Mr. Molony) was forbidden the house. It was too late, as the event proved. They had met and they had loved. In vain were family objections. As also were the barriers of sect or creed. No father or brother can successfully disparage to a girl her first lover. He is to her a hero, and if he be equally constant the twain will mate as surely as the robins build their nest, unless sickness or death stalks between. So it was the ‘old, old story,’ and they were married, and this was how. ‘Not to be reported,’was the legend on the register of the Marriage-license clerk, opposite the entry, ‘James Molony and Helen Wise,’ and so, for a wonder, the issuing of the legal leave for ‘this man and his woman’ to marry escaped insertion in the ‘orange blossom’ list in the Enquirer, and the curiosity of court house reports and officials. And this was of a part and parcel with the other well-laid schemes of the lovers. On Tuesday at 11 o’clock a. m. , Miss Wise bid adieu to her parental roof, ostensibly to visit her cousins, the Blochs, and with them, it is believed she spent a portion of the day. Later in the evening she joined her affianced—affianced not with the pub lic ceremonial and rejoicing, customary among her people, but in the secrecy of the whispered and sacred vows of man to woman—and took early tea. Then the couple quietly took a car riage and were driven to the residence of Rev. Chas. Wendte, No. 36G West Seventh street. That gentleman was surprised, and says that both were strangers to him. The license was shown, however, and in the parlors of the lit tle home of the pastor of the Unitarian Church, comer of Sixth and Monroe streets, James Mo lony and Helen Wise were made one. Half an hour later the register of the Galt bore the record, ‘James Molony and.wife, No. 6,’ and the deed was done. Yesterday morning Miss Wise herself went to her house, in the absence of her father, who ed its the Israelite, broke the news to her step mother and requested her trunks, already pack ed in anticipation. They were readily accorded to her, and she left the home of her youth, per haps forever. From this moment the news spread rapidly from tongue to tongue, and ‘still the wonder grew.’ The relatives of Miss Wise visited the license Clerk’s office and found the record as we have given it. Dr. Wise wrote to Dr. Wendte to know if he had performed the ceremony, and received an affirmative reply, accompanied by the assurance that he was una ware that he was performing any ceremony out of the ordinary. Indeed, Dr. Wendte stated to an Enquirer reporter last evening, that the lady’s cast of countenace seemed anything but strong ly Jewish to him. He was reluctant in giving information, but stated that the parties came to him in walking costume at about 9 o’clock, and that there were no witnesses to the rite but himself. Miss Helen Wise is the third daughter and fifih child of Dr. Rabbi Wise, one of the most learned and best beloved of the Hebrew clergy in this country. She is of medium hight and slight though full and graceful figure, and has eyes that seemed to a casual observer a dark blue in keeping with hair that marks her as nei ther a decided brunette nor yet a blonde. Her Hebrew type is not strongly marked, and yet more so than that of her brothers, the family,be- ing of a Bohemian origin, and handsome in the 1 broadest sense of that word. She is pretty if not beautiful, and more than usually accomplish ed, being a pianist of good attainment, and speaking German and French, the former per fectly and the latter fluently. Probably she never looked better in her life than when seen entering the dining-room of the Galt House last evening. She wore a neat gray walking-dress, with a close-fitting jacket; pearl pendents in her ears, and a gold breast-pin, seemingly a college badge, at her throat. This was her wedding dress, and as a bride of twenty—she is just com pleting her twentieth year—it became her well. She has been a favorite in her home and an or nament to her social circle, and any man might be proud to call her wife. So seemed to be the groom, who, sleek and like a bridegroom in wedding garments, too, was a perfect picture of manly beauty. Whatever Mr. Molony’s' enemies may say of him in this episode of his life, they all admit him to be a handsome fellow, well cal culated to turn any girl’s head, and it may turn out that, with this new departure to date from, the runaway bride will have no cause to regret the step taken, even though it causes temporary estrangement from her family and that social ostracism which sometimes among orthodox fam ilies follows the course she has taken. Up to last night Mr. Molony’s family, who live in the country, were in ignorance of the course he had taken. They had also objected to his choice on grounds of sect, being, like him self, of Episcopalian extractions and affiliations. It is not likely that they will be obdurate, how ever, and it is probable that after a week’s stay at the Galt the honeymoon will be spent among them. Certainly it will lapse in our xovely sub- arbs. Dr. Wise’s immediate family consists of his second wife, whom he married some two years ago, and infant child, and four sons and four daughters by his first wife. One of these daugh ters is married to Mr. Ben. May, and among the latter connection the feeling against Mr. Molony last night seemed quite bitter. The father, found preparing his lecture for next Sabbath, seemed loth to talk on the subject, but his feel ing among those who know him can perhaps be understood from the tone of the following not that he is a Christain, but that he is not a Christian ?' But ‘all is well that ends well,’ and the public sympathy will ever go out to the lovers in such cases. *God bless them’ will come from many a heart, whether or not it finds an echo in those of the parents. It was always so, and will be until Youth and Love shall be no more, and worse than chaos has come to a pas sionless world. Says the Gazette: For a number of years the family of Rev, Isaac M. Wise and that of Mr. Molony were neighbors on College Hill. Rabbi Wise was a widower, with a grown up daughter, Miss Hellen, and two sons. The daughter is desorb ed as a beautiful girl, of light complexion, in telligent, accomplished, lovely in manners, and loveable in disposition. Mr. Molony is well known throughout the country as a young attorny of considerable promise and praotice. A few years ago he acted as Deputy Sheriff; afterward as assistant to Mr. C. W. Baker, when that gentleman was prosecuting Attorney, and for the past two or three years has been engaed in the praotice of law witn his brother. Two years ago he wss a candidate for the State Legis lature on the Democratic ticket. His father, now dead, was Professor of English Literature in Farmers College. He had been a Catholic priest in Ireland, but renouncing that faith and becoming a member of the Episcopal Church. He was one of the founders of Farmers’ College. While Mr. Malony is not regarded as a mem- ber of any church, he has been a regular attend ant at the services of both the Episcopal and Presbyterian churches on College Hill. He is a young man of fine personal appearance, tall, light complexion, bright and rather brilliant in conversation— on the whole, such a man as the average young lady might be pardoned for fall ing in love with. While living on College Hill the two families were quite intimately associat ed. Some of the boys of each were classmates in college, and when a younger brother of Mr, James Malony died a few days ago, a brother of the present bride acted as one of the pall-bear ers. A mutual attachment sprang up between the two under discussion, which neither for a time felt willing to acknowledge. It was dis covered by Rabbi Wise almost before the young people were themselves awere of its existence, and naturally enough developed into an engage ment. Every effort was made to prevent it from going further, but without avail. The young lady was sent East for nearly a year, but a regular corres pondence was kept up between herself aDd lov er. On her return, the father, who realized sad ly the terrors of the impending blow, argued, pleaded, and used every possible effort to cause a separation. The young lady hesitated, con sented to separate, wavered, and finally, with more determination than ever, decided to ad here to her lover. It was a case of devotion on each side, which resisted all pressure. A year and a half ago Mr. Malony was forbidden the Rabbi’s house, but the lovers engaged in a clan destine correspondence, and had frequent inter views. A day was set for their elopement, but was postponed at the time for prudent reasons, Marriages between Jew and Gentile are so rare, even at this day, that few comprehend the seri ousness of their nature to the family of the for mer. While there are no canons ot the Jewish Cnurch expressly forbidding intermarriages with Gentiles, traditions of the old Mosaic pro hibition of such marriages are strictly observed. These are explicitly defined in Josephus, and apply generally to all such intermarriages. The offense is greater when committed by the daugh ter of a Jewish priest, as expressed in the twelfth verse of the twenty-second chapter of Leviticus, as follows: ‘If the priest's daughter also be mar ried unto a stranger, she may not eat of an of fering of the holy things.’ She is excommuni cated, debarred from all fellowship with her people, and theoretically as well as practically dead to her own family, except she be left a widow, or separate from her husband and re turn to her own people. Jews encourage social intermingling with Christians, but adhere with unchanging fidelity to their rules against inter marriage. The Old Southern and The New Wesleyan Christian Advocate, A FEW FARTING WORDS. Talks From Grandma Cult Irby. CARD, To the Editor of the Enquirer : Permit me to state through the columns of your paper that I had no knowledge whatever of the clandestine marriage of Miss Helen Wise and Mr. James Molony, solemnized by Rev. Mr. Wendte; that the said Mr. Molony had been prohibited to visit at the residence of Miss Wise, and for the last two years had not been seen in those pre mises; and that Rev. Mr. Wendte has solemniz ed that clandestine marriage without any noti fication to the parents of the young lady. Isaac M. Wise. It wonld, perhaps, be only justice to all par ties to say that Dr. Wise is known to entertain liberal views on all subjects, though discourg- ing the intermarriage of all sects, and that his views in the present issue may be perhaps ex pressed 4 as it was well and wittily put by one of fia hops last night : ‘The trouble with Jim is 'Roy Eldon:— Knowing how fond you are of the chase I have concluded to throw by my us ually dull epistolary style and invite you and your friends to take a little geographical ram ble with your dear old ‘ grandma ’ over the Old Dominion, which will amuse and instruct more than the common chit-chat of the day. I see there is a little ‘ Puzzle Corner ’ in the Sunny South, and I have been thinking that the ‘ Thinking Club’ might sit beside it so nice ly, or at any rate, permit an enigmatical corres pondence from ‘The Old Folks at Home.’ Now I want ‘Roy Eldon,’ (my grandson) or any of the young folks, to chase my flight to the end of my journey, for, I shall not make a wearisome trip at first, and I’m sure all will like the change. You already know that the Old Mother of our Commonwealth waves her banner proudly over a picturesque and varied scenery; sweeping from a grand bed of foaming waters to a summit among her native hills, where Time has held the moss-covered rooks in his grasp long before your grandma Cuttleby was born. I know that you would love to climb over these old gray stones, and peep at the great Book of nature, so wonderfully bound by the wild forest king, and see one of these mourn tain sunsets, when the sun wrapping up for a good-night among the rich folds of purple and gold, beautifully throws the kiss-me-byes on the lingering light of day. Then to the east, and parallel with this gro tesque chain, I will point you to a dreamy blue stretched along the horizon, over which the morning throws a rosy-tinted smile as the sun beams dance on the rippling waters, widening, narrowing and playing ‘Bo Peep’ around the hills and valleys until hidden away in some far away nook, overlooked by the queen of the tribe who sees you safely over a little tributary stream, which has run murmuringly away from the old homestead and has made its way through a grand arch-way of curious beauty, and awful sublimity, where you can watch the water fall ing from rock, to rock, down the channel. The picture is too pretty to print with my pen, so let me leave it to the flight of wild imagination, and to the solution of kind readers. Some writer has described it as ‘Springing from earth and bathing its head in heaven,’ and indeed it seems to look up to that great vault with an earnest longing to kiss the soft blue of its sky, with itsjpillows turned into an Autograph Album where your name can live, long after you have gone to rest. Many a familiar name greets your sight—but one, for out shines them all. It is the honored name that every American hugs close to his breast, and will be green in the memory of the world, when others who have held the same office, have been swept into oblivian—but, I promised not to weary you with a long trip, and I will be good as my word. Now I want you to talk to Grandma and tell all about this trip, and do try to get others join the Club, for the amusement of the readers of the sunny south;’ and by and by we may take long er trips and into other states, and if none of you grow weary we may take passage for Europe some day, and then get lost in some old castle; so now goodbye, and don’t forget your ‘Gbandma Cuttteby. We publish below the valedictory of Rev. F. M. Kennedy, the retiring editor of the old Southern Christian Advocate and the saluta tory of Dr. Haygood, who takes charge of the Wesleyan Advocate: The alliance between the Conferences for the publication cf the Southern Christian Advocate, at Macon, Ga., terminated with the issue of a week ago; and as there was no .opportunity in that number, I am courteously accorded the privilege of uttering my final words in the in itial number of the Wesleyan Christian Advocate, which begins its career with the identical con stituency of its venerable predecessor. Considerations deemed paramount, demand ed the return of the old Southern back to its na tive home within the territory of South Caroli na; while the Conferences of Georgia and Flor ida, from considerations equally controlling, proceeded at once to provide for the publication of an organ. These Conferences having con tracted with the same Publishers, who for the past twelve years have issued the Southern Ceristian Advocate, they have agreed to fill out its unexpired subscriptions with the Wesleyan, and therefore, I can through this medium reach all whom I have been addressing from week to week, for the past six yearft- and more. In taking leave—temporarily with many, fin ally with most—of those who will read these lines, I will be pardoned for saying, that while I am far from retrospecting my labors with complacency, and can see now that much might have been better done; yet whatever of failure may have marked the administration of the Advocate during the last hall dozen years has befallen it despite the honest and earnest ef fort of its editor to keep it true to the grand mission for which it was instituted. To the ministry of the four Conferences served by the paper, I have been indebted for the most uni form consideration and kindness, and gladly avail myself of this occasion to express my grateful appreciation. The editorial chair is unavoidably beset by numerous and weighty trials, and no man can hope conscientiously to perform its manifold and delicate duties with out impigning against the sensibilities and per haps incurring the enmity of some. Yet, the writer has the satisfaction of feeling that he has wantonly wronged or wounded no one with whom his official position has brought him in correspondence; and therefore, not without reason, he indulges the hope that few, if any, whom he has served, will feel that they have oc casion to remember him unkindly. The wisdom of the Georgia and Florida Con ferences in calling Dr. Haygood to the editorial management of the Wesleyan Advocate, will be cordially endorsed by all who have grown fa miliar with the productions of his fertile brain and fluent pen through his weekly contribu tions to the old paper. Superfluous as it may seem, it is still a pleasure to commend him most heartily, and to bespeak for the enterprise over which he is called to preside, the largest success. The publication of the Southern Christian Ad- vocate —to the continued editorship of which I have been called by my Conference—will be re sumed as soon as the necessary arrangements are completed, of which due notice will be giv en, and I shall hope to have the privilege of communing through its columns with not a few o* its long time readers. M. Kennedy. The Women. There are five colored men on the Pennsyl vania Republican State Committeee. It ought to be borne in mind, however, that there is no salary attached to this important position. I\TR01>1( TORI', In the course of events (£id, as I trust, in the Providence of God, I enter upon the Editorial management of the TVtskyan Christian Advo cate. The circumstances leading to the pres ent adjustment, are sufficiently set forth by the Assistant Editor, and by the Editor-elect of the Southern Christian Advocate. For more than six years the readers of this paper—in the ‘old Southern'—have followed my long time and honored friend, the Rev. Dr. F. M. Kennedy, who has served them ably and faithfully. They will miss the weekly contri butions to their edification which they have been accustomed to receive from his graceful and vigorous pen. The kind sentiments of his parting words they will heartily reciprocate. Only love and good wishes go with him to South Carolina and wi’li the Southern Christian Advo cate—which, in due time, will be announced. In entering upon the duties of Editor-in- chief of the Wesleyan Christian Advocate, I have not been unmindful of the delicacies and diffi culties of my position. I am here not by per sonal preference, but by the advice and urgen- c v of those (speaking both for the paper and for Emory College) whose opinion I could not dis regard. At this time it is only needful to say, in order to forestall misapprehension, a few things quite distinctly: My editorial connection with this paper does not affect my relation with Emory College any more than did my former relation of ‘ Corres ponding Editor ’ of the Southern Christian Ad vocate. It will not involve the missing of a sin gle recitation or the pretermitting of a single duty at Emory College. For, in conducting the paper, I have satisfactory help. Beside the Assistant Editor, and the contributors provided for in the arrangement between the publishers and the patronizing Conferences, I have em ployed at my own expense, competent assist ance in the person of Mr. Lundy H. Harris, who will be constantly in the office to do, as office editor, many things necessary to the suc cess of a first-class paper. If difficulties—unanticipated—should arise damaging either to the paper or tfa the College, I will know how to solve them. And this is well understood by the parties at interest. I have no promises or pledges to make, except that I purpose to do my best to meet my obli gations. Confidently asking the co-operation of my brethren, and humbly praying the guidance and blessing of God, I begin. Atticus G. Haygood. May 31, 1878. The Three Sieves. ’0 mamma,’ cried little Blanoh Philpott, ‘ I heard such a tale about Edith Howard ! I did not think she could be so very naughty. One ’ ‘My dear, ’ interrupted Mrs. Philpott, 'before yon continue, we will see if your story will pass the three sieves. ’ 'What does that mean, mamma ?' inquired Blanche. ,1 will explain it In the first place, is\it true ?’ 'I suppose so; I got it from Miss White, and she is a great friend of Edith’s. ‘And does she show her friendship by telling tales of her ? In the next place, _ though you can prove it to be true, is it kind ?’ 'I did not mean to be unkind, but I am afraid it was. I would not like Edith to speak of me as I have of her.’ ‘And, is it necessary ?’ ‘No, of course, mamma; there was no need for me to mention it at all.’ Then put a bridle on your tongue. If we can’t speak well, speak not ta all.’—Good Words, The fact came out in a trial in San Francisco the other day, that a woman had carried 2,4000 in greenbacks in her bustle for nearly six months. Mrs. Maud Giles, a choir singer in St. Mary’s Catholic Church, Jersey City, accomplished the novel undertaking of singing uninterruptedly for three hours. From America and England there are now about 120 ladies laboring in zenanas in India, and there must be therefore some thousands of women in tne country positively under Chris tian instruction. A young widow of Newpot, R. I., having let her chalet for the season, was asked what in duced her to desert such a charming retreat. ‘Too much balcony and too little Romeo,’ was her reply. The Norristown Herald tells this true story in two chapters: Chapter I. Mrs. Malton of Jer sey City had a habit of smoking a pipe in bed. Chapter II. The other night she changed that habit for a shroud. A Washington woman frightened a colored burglar the other evening by aiming her pocket- book at him, as if it were a pistol. The New York Commercial thinks it is a wonder the pocket-book didn’t go off. Bat perhaps it wasn’t loaded. _ A Flower Mission has been organized by a number of ladies in the city of Louisville, for the purpose of distributing flowers among the sick poor. The Board of Managers: comprise representives of the different denominations and churches. Mrs. Coleman and Mrs. McDonough, by the will of Mr. OB'rien, are made the richest women on the Pacific coast. Their share of the estate from the Nevada bank alone is valued at nearly $3,000,000, and from the remainder of the estate it will be at least $10,000,000 more—Mrs. Mc Donough’s three infant children inherit each $300,000 more—Mrs. McDonough is the wife of Thos, McDonough, a wood and coal merchant on Market street. Young Coleman, who is one of the executors and a $300,000 legatee, is a quiet young man, upon whom his new honors and wealth will sit easily. The Men. Senator Gordon was the man who, at Peters burg, forbade his sharpshooters to fire on a Fed eral officer who had walked out in front of the rifle-pits to reconnoitre the grounds, declaring that he could not see so brave a man shot down in cold blood. General McAllister of New Jer sey was the Federal soldier. Two men, strangers to each other, got into a dispute upon the highway. ‘I will let you know sir, that 1 am Mr. Hodge, exclaimed one of them, threateningly. ‘Oh well, lam equal to several of you,’ said the other, ‘I am Mr. Ilodges.' The Picayune says that regular old rounders in New Orleans now carry canes with crooks for handles. With such a handle the owner can hang his cane on his arm while he works a lunoh table. Says the Free Press : ‘There is no doubt that Mr, Bennett could have shot Mr. May right through the upper lip if he had so desired, but he didn’t care to. He didn’t want to spoil the traffic In mint juleps. You may remember the reply of Walter de Montreal to the Italian noble, who exhibited his crest, on which was inscribed the motto, ‘Faithful to DeStfi.’ ‘I did not think,’ replied the Knight of St. John, ‘that th-'U couid’st be faithful to anything, and well I know that it could be to nothing unless it were to Death, or to the Devil!’ Pope Led XIII. is said, by a correspondent •of the Pilot, to be thin even to meagreness, and tall. His fingers are almost fleshless, and his whole figure and the outlines.of his face asce tic to a degree. His hands are tremulous with nervousness. His voice is clear and ringing; his sentences are long but admirably arranged. He has a noble head, crowned with snow-white hair. Major Pease, dismissed from the Fourth In fantry in disgrace in 1871, is with Sitting Bull’s band. He has their full confidence. John O’Brien, taken prisoner at the Custer massacre, is also with them, having married a squaw. He is under surveilance to prevent escape. Jefferson Davis has just received a judgment in the Mississippi Court of Appeals in favor of his claim to the plantation of Briers-field, in that State. This is the estate to which his wealthy elder brother invited him when he mar ried the daughter of Gan. Taylor, and resigned his commission in the army. He managed the plantation so well that he acquired a compe tence, and reimbursed his brother the full value of the place. The decision will take all fear of poverty from him. Elam Potter is pushing a wheelbarrow from Albany to San Francisco. He wears very long hair and whiskers, and the wheelbarrow is gaud ily painted, so that his arrival in a village caus es excitemen. He goes to a hotel, as previous ly arranged, and a crowd follows. Business at the bar is brisk while he stays, and he gets a share of the profits. Probably his journey will terminate at the Western limit of civilization and bar-rooms. Edison’s wonderful inventions, the telephone and phonograph, have been awarded the place of honor at the Paris Exhibition. Father Curci, who was expelled a few months since f^om the Order of Jesuits by the late Pope, because of the liberality of his views, has been summoned to Rome, and, it is said, offered a po sition of trust by Leo XIII. New Hampshire has just sent a boy to the penitentiary for fourteen months, for stealing two postage stamps worth twelve cents. Greenville Journal: Capt. W. B. Jones, of Lick Creek, shipped four hundred sheep to Bal timore and sent a drove of eight hundred to Kentucky last week. Ole Bull, the celebrated violinist, will give thirty concerts in this country during the com ing season. TWO SNITZS IN THE FIELD, ALL THE WORLD OVER. TheHawkeye reports that a new house-painter lias come to Burlington who announces himself as “professor of fence decoration and director of kalso- mine entertainments.’’ Nelson Handy, of Cincinnati, is fifty, married and black. Alice, the chambermaid, is sweet eighteen, and pretily white. They have eloped to Canada. Two men at Bellefonte, Pa., drank by mistake from a bottle of carbolic acid. One died and the other is not expected to recover. A boy baby, a month old. was left on the doorstep of a Mr. Lord, of Cleveland, lately, with a note stat ing that the mother of the child was going West, and wished the Lord would take care of it. ■"Jesse Walker, convicted of the murder of Violet Simmons, was hung at Farmerville, La. He denied the crime and said he was prepared to die and would be better off in the next world. And it turns out that that wonderful story of the rending asunder of Ball Mountain. North Carolina, was a ball-faced no-such-thing. The mountain is as yet in tact, although it is troubled with some in testinal derangement. Wheeler and Mrs. Hayes have been very Ruecess- tui in their week's trout fishing, we are gravely in- tormed by telegraph. The Vice-President appears to be more successful in handling a hook and line than in presiding over the Senate. A furious and fatal cyclone prevailed in Wiscon sin two or the days ago, as we learn from late dis patches. Fifty persons are reported killed, and it Is estimated that over two hundred are seriously in jured. The loss of property will foot up several mil lion dollars. Nine Roman Catholic churches in Philadelphia have been entered within a month by burglars. whQiCarned off silver altar vessels, the contents of poorboxes. and other things worth taking. In one instance they fired the edifice, hut the flame was discovered and extinguished. A baby show was given in Waukega'Ill.. for the benefit of a Baptist church. The most fashionable mothers entered their offspring, the charitable ob ject. overcoming their scrtioles. and overa hundred were puton exhibition. One was black: and, when the ten cent, ballot boxes were opened, that one was found to have been voted the prize for beauty. A new book on Constantinople says: “The trans formation of Turkish society is not possible with out the redemption of the woman. This is not prac ticable without the fall of polygamy and polygamy must fall. It is probable that no voice would bo raised if a decree ofthe Sultan were to suppress it to-morrow. The edifice is rotten, and must fall. Temperance has a foothold in the extreme South. A Key West papersays that, a noticeable change has taken place in that city. Two years ago there were flitv grog shops there: now there are but two. Then coffee was soldom drank, except bv the Cubans; now there are more than seventv-five coffee-shops' and most oft.hem are well patronized by all classes of people. The consumption of coffee is enormous. One establishment alone roasts 10) pounds per week. - a. Si2fnBflibt e i^- if4SOU , ri KdUorial Convention held in nniio-fi ,t V SS!Ud -never, in the history of these cmJ. l ^ l JrT,‘i thei ln ?. s ln th,s s,at H has there been so successful a meetinc:—never so brilliant a sralaxy of great. nien and beautiful women assembled at. one time and place. Springfield, with her most cultiva te* citizens, led bv the chief executive ofthe State, (tov. Phelps, outdid herself in the generous welcome she extended to the press representatives, r, piSmin t < £ e £ rar i H ’ HaU of Lhe-Savin"Station No. , ’ mouth Harbor, rescued three men from drown ing Sunday, under circumstances which render the action heroic. A. sail-boat in which were three onto Stru f k b y a s< l'iall, and its occupants only , a ' 5d 'themselves by clinging to the wreck. Cap- their peril with his glass and with his eldest hoy started for the rescue in work of rescue was long and difficult were only restored to life, after being 1, kind and assiduous care of Mrs. Hall dory. The and the men landed, by the It is understood that the Stewart Hotel for wo men on Fourth avenue will soon he transformed in to a general hotel on the American plan, for all classes of persons, without, distinction of sex. It is said that the institution has not paid running ex penses, and that in consequence Judge Hilton has determined to make the change, not feeling It his duty to continue the venture at a great sacrifice. It is said there are now only fifteen boarders at the ho tel, while itcosts fully ?!liH)a day to run the concern. I tie new hotel was to be opened about thelst of June and a bar for the sale of liq uors is suUt to he already in process of construction. Asa women’s hotel it has proved a complete failure. A LITTLE FUN. WOMAN ALL OYER. A Complicated Case. Mrs. Snitzs, of Cherry Valley, Otsego county, while at the point of death, as she believed, made a last request that her sorrowing husband should at once be united in marriage to her sis ter, and, not to deny her this reqnest, a justice of the peace was summoned and the nuptials dnly celebrated. The accommodating Mormon then awaited the crisis with most becoming res ignation. Bnt it came in a form he least ex pected. The prostrated woman rallied, grew rapidly stronger,, and, as ’tis said, her voice may now be heard a quarter of a mile threaten ing to have Mr. Snitz arrested for bigamy jnst as soon as her legs will carry her to a magistrate. The miserable man is now howling for a * Con gress,’ and corresponding with Bismarck to se cure his intervention. Mrs. Snitz No. 2 has had her hair shingled. The lowing of the herd, the mosquito’s bloody hum, Is heard throughout the land, when the evening shadows come.—Galveston News. The buzzing of the bugs, when by lamplight we would read, lakes from ns all the patience we stored for hoars of need.—Attakapas Register, I gave her a rose, I gave her a ring. And I asked her to marrv me then. She.sent them all back—the insensible thing. And said she’d no notion of men. I told her I’d oceans of money and goods Tried to frighten her then with a growl’ Butshe answered she wasn't brought up in the woods To he scared at the screech of an owl, I called her a beggar and everything bad- I sneered at her features and form, ' Till at last I succeeded in getting her mad, And she raged like a sea in a storm: And then, in a moment. I turned and smiled And called her my angel and all; And she fell in my arms like a wearied child And said ‘ We will marry this fall.’ „ ^ How do you do?’’exclaimed agentleman seizin" alady’s hand and squeezing it rather rudely. “Oh I am suffering from thepreiiure, sir!” ’ “Will you stand my second ?” said a gentleman, who proposed to fl^flit a duel. **^o indeed—for you wouldn’t stand a second yourself.” “Dad.you always act so strange.” “Why Billy’” “Because whenever mam gets sick you always have to fetch a baby to squall round and make a noise.” 'Hie Free Press thus sums up the East ern question- “Nation’s don’t blow around for three months if they mean fight. The Hawkeye tells of a tramp who asked for a loaf of bread, a plate of potatoes and a round of beef to “fill a long-felt want.” The Cincinnati Breakfast Table savs that In^er- soll confesses that one thing is created to be eter nally lost—an umbrella. Even a mule seems to have rights that must be respected in South Carolina. A colored doctor was recently sentenced to the penitentiary for forty years for stealing one. Several Americans have been guillotined in Paris for persisting in speaking the French language The French Government justifies its course bv sayin" the people of France can’t stand everything. ° Says the St. Louis Journal: The foolish man say- eth unto the world and the people thereof, “Lo, I am a candidate;” bnt the wise man dissembletli within himself and declareth unto the folks, “Lo, I am in the hands of my friends.” An exchange discusses the old question, “What shall we do with the tramps? That isn’t what wor ries the people on this side of the Mississippi, says the Hawkeye. We want to know “What will the tramps do with us?” Miss Long, a girl of quick and fearless wit, asked Moses if he knew a certain yonngman. “Know him? Oh yes! I ought to know him. I raised him from a pup,” “Ah,” said Miss Sally, “I didn’t know you. were so old a cur.” Moses wilted. The Hawkeye says that they do these things more promptly out? West. Only the other dav a few In dians raided a couple of ranches in Montana, ran offall the stock, got into a fight and got most of themselves killed before England or Russia had fired a shot. That’s business. An actor in the course of a play, kissed the wife of a brother actor once oftener than the authorized version of the play required, and was thereupon severely whipped by the outraged husband. Hav ing been a “star” before, and now being provided with the “stripes.” he thinks he is entitled to rep resent the flag of his country. Says the St. Louis Journal: When a man casually sits down onalowly bumble bee’s nest, reason urges him to sit there till he has squashed the animation out of the vindictive occupant, but instinct warns him to keep an important engagement elsewhere. This Is one of those occasions when instinct inva riably gets the better of reason. A person went into one of our most fashionable refreshment rooms not long since, and was much surprised at seeing nothing on the table. In a*few minutes the waiter came to him and said: “What will you have ?” Jonathan stared at him like a stuck pig, and replied: “Bun know.” “Would von like a hill of fare?” Thank ye,” he replied, “I don’t care if I do take a small piece.” Col. A. A. Fnelkenson near Lynchburg, Va. was attacked by a flook of a hundred swallows this week and his face so mutilated that he will lose his sight His nose was completely de stroyed. An immense water spout was witnessed aboat fifteen miles west of Denver, Col., Tuesdav in the mountains on Bear Creek. ;