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JOHN H. SEALS, - Editor and Proprietor W. B. SEALS, - Proprietor and Cor. Editor. MRS. MARY E. BRYAN (•) Associate Editor. T1»p Lnva Lake of Miawaii.—Mr. Mussey in his sketches of Round the World in a Yatch has some fine word painting of scenes and occurrences especially those he encountered in the island of the Pacific, upon whose shores, Bathing in the Sandwich Islands.— One of the most poetical pictures we have in memory is that of a number of lightly dressed girls and nude children—many of them of Span ish blood—sporting at sunset in the blue waves embowered in eoacoa nut trees, bananas, palms | of a little bay indenting the Florida coast. The and oranges, his yatch the Sunbeam touched ; lovely landscape, the pink and gold radiance of ATLANTA, GEORGIA, AUGUST 10, 1878, - - ——— Edison as a Boy.—The Science Monthly for August gives us a sketch of Thomas Edison —the world-famous inventor of the telephone, phonograph, and a hundred and fifty other in ventions, he having patents for that many. The sketch is brief and sprightly and full of keen interest. We learn from it that the great in ventor is a young man still, with a boyish face, an unostentatious manner and a careless dress, liking nothing better than to show the wonders of his talking machine to the crowd of farmer boys that come often to his plain, unpretentious office at Menlo Park—the little town on the Pennsylvania Railroad made up of his own houses and those of his workmen. In this of fice, with its scattered about telephones, pho nographs, microscopes, spectroscopes, etc., you will find his girl and boy—nicknamed Dot and Dash who come to be played with, to ‘watch the wheels go round,’ and ask questions. Mr. Edison is another great man who owes all his schooling tq his mother. She taught him spelling, reading, writing and arithmetic, which latter he disliked, as imaginative and creative geniuses are sure to do. But he was an omi- nevorous reader and absorbed many valuable books before he was twelve years old, together with a good deal of literaiy trash. The sketch gives some incidents of his boyhood, showing how early the bent of his talent manifested it self, and what an eccentric, spirited, irrepressi ble youth he was. It tells ns that young Edison early took to the railroad, and be came a newsboy on the Grand Trunk line, run ning into Detroit. Here be had access to a li brary, which he undertook to read through; but, after skimming over many hundred miscellane ous books, be adopted the plan of select reading on subjects of interest to him. Becoming in terested in chemistry, he bought some chemi cals, and fixed up a laboratory in one of the cars. An unfortunate combustion of phosphorus one day came near setting fire to the train, and the consequence was, that the conductor kicked the whole thing out. He had obtained the exclusive right to seil papers on the road, and employed four assistants; but, not satisfied with this, he bonght a lot of second band type, aud printed on the cars a little paper of bis own, called the Grand Trunk Herald- Getting acquainted with the telegrapn-operators along the road, he took a notion to become an operator himself. In his lack of means and opportunities, he resorted to the expedient of making his own apparatus at home. A piece of stove-wire, insulated by bot tles, was made to do service as the line-wire. The wire for his electro-magnets he wound with rags, and in a similar way persevered until he had the crude elements of a telegraph; but the electricity being wanting, and as he could not buy a battery, be tried rubbing the fur of cats’ backs, but says that electricity from this source was a failure for telegraphic purposes. About two months afterward, as a train was switching on to a side-track at Mount Clemens a * 1 v* - — — - — n - J 1 olu, crept on to the track ahead of the cars. Edison saw the danger, sprang to the grouud, and barely succeeded in saving the youngster. Its father, the station-master, being a poor man, could not show his gratitude by a money re ward, but offered to teach young Edison tele- graph-operating. He gladly seized the chance, and for five months we see him going back to Mount Clemens, at the close of his day's work, to labor nights in learning to be an operator. At the end ot this time be was able to go into the telegraph-office at Port Huron. Here he worked for six months, and then went to Strat ford, Canada, as night-operator. He soon after went to Adrian, Michigan, where, in addition to his telegraph-office, he had a small shop and tools, to which he tnrned his hand at odd mo ments for the purpose of repairing instuments. This situation he lost by violating some rale while absorbed in his workshop, but in two months after appeared in Indianapolis, where he came out with his first invention, an auto matic repeater—an arrangement for transferring a message from one wire to another without the aid of an operator. From this place he west in turn to Cincinnati, Memphis. Louisville, New Orleans, and back again to Cincinnati, where we find him in 18(17, at the age of twenty, ab sorbed in projects of invention. His utter neg ligence of dress and appearance, his insatiable thirst for reading, and his enthusiastic attempts to solve what appeared to others impossible, to gether with his willingness to work at all hours of the day or night, earned him the name of ‘Looney,’ by which he was better known for many years. Reaching his office here one night and finding it ‘on strike,’ he took in the situation, and went to work, keeping it up all night, work ing to his utmost, receiving the press dispatches. For this act he was raised from a salary of $65 to $105 per month, and given the best line in the office. While here he conceived the idea, afterward perfected in Boston, of Bending two messages at the same time over the same wire. His 'everlasting experiments’ were looked upon with disfavor by the management, and the im agined neglect of hiB work caused so much dis satisfaction that he quit the office and returned home to Fort Hnron. Here he soon received a call from the manager of the Boston office to be the Boston operator on the ‘crack’ New York wire. The manager knew him, but the appearance there of the very simil itude of a groen country gawky raised a shout of laughter at his expense, which almost un nerved him, and, to make the matter worse, be fore he had time to compose himself, he was shown his place to make a trial. The position was the dread of operators; the New York man was one of the fastest senders in the country, delighted in viotims, and in this instance sat at his instrument with a grim satisfaction, waiting to open on the ‘new man,’ and chuckling with his Boston comrades over their expected fun. They commenced, and the New York man crowded his sending-speed to his utmost, with never a ‘break’ by tbe new man receiving. At the end of the message, the astonished and ex hausted New York operator adds, ‘Who the deuce are yon, anyhow ?’ to which the new man at Boston promptly replies, 4 I’m Tom Edison —shake hands.’ When the immortal gods look down and see a tall young man at a church sociable sitting on a low hassock, and trying to hold a plat® of cake, a saucer of ice cream and a cup of cottee in his Up, they knit their brows ani think there is a mistake somewhere, and that a young man s knee should have beon made like a beaver’s tail, a shingle, eight inches wide and turned ; side up. and rested long enough for him to explore some of the wild lakes, and terrible volcanoes in which the islands abound. In the island of Hawaii, they explored the sublimely terrible hike of molten iava which forms the crater of the celebrated volcano Kilanea. It is thus graphically pictured. sunset, the sunny strip of sandy shore and the dark green cedar trees, the bay with its sunset reflection, tbe girls laughing and beating tbe waves with'their bare, brown arms, their long, black hair floating on the surface of the water, the children screaming with joy, plunging and diving and darting here and there like galls. Al^ All The World Over, The New Orleans Christian Standard, a relig ious journal, owned and edited by colored men - - - - . L . , advises a dead halt on the Liberian exodns The editor, compositor and publisher ot her spicy ' Standard thinks the negro can do tar better at home, and that there is not one so id induce ment to emigrate to Africa's sunny clime. Two vonng Texans, named Warren, wormed themselves into the penitentiary and the con vict's a la mode striped duck. The other eve ning their sister, a hazel-eyed little damsel of i twenty, appeared at a ball in the same striped be ! dry goods eager to advertise her belief in the innocence of her brothers. This Week.-A visit to our sanctum of Miss Lonia Chisolm, who edits the Riverside Echo, is among the pleasantest episodes of the week. This pretty, bright young girl is sole compositor and publisher of her spicy and sensible paper, and she runs a job office by herself in the bargain - Yet she is petite in ap pearance and seems like a canary bird, made only to pet. Another agreeable episode was tbe visit of our contributor, Silvia Sunshine, whose new bcok on Florida—its history, antia nities. scenery, and celebrities, will ready for the press. Her pleasant, good face is sunshine sufficient, but in her hand she held, . . — -. . „„„ „cT«hn what seemed a crystal drinking glass, but q,, bo he preached in a gambling hell, where an turned out to be a new patent ink stand war- enthusiastic hearer burst in with ‘Keno .mstead ranted not to spill ink though you should tip it of ‘Amen.’ At Ward he ha a arge congrega Bishop Whittaker, of Virginia City, thw tnwns of Tvbo and Ward, has been Nev. At Looking down from a precipice formed by an this made a striking picture which was recall- accumulation ot cinders and heated 1®™. j ed by reading a description in ‘All Round the imag a in e atIon conceive ar a Ve iake, 8 twT-thirds® of a j World in * Yacht ’’ Bussey, the writer, is j — ‘“ ou « u * >WU “ j a 0 n“thwnghlhe courtesy of a local committee, milf in length, one third of a mile in width, j describing a bathing scene in Hilo Bay an inlet over in a frenzy el inspiration or even throw it , ^ icb pos tponed a Sabbath horse- race till alter hemmed in by a semicircle of precipitous cliffs in the shore of one of tbe Sandwich Islands, i at the 'devil' (the printer’s, not Martin Luther s) tb e sermon. of lava 250 feet high. On the side from which we j q be athletic amusements of these Pacific island- ' when too exorbitant for copy. This inkstand j nvr v t Wowan Could Do This.—A woman approached, the cliffs were broken away, so that we looked down on masses of lava riven asun der, here forming sloping ravines, there rising up into splintered pinnacles or bold and threatening crags. On our left, a dark valley de scended, bv a gradual slope, from tbe upper, ...... ,, , . level on which we stood to the boiling lava be- 1 waters ot the tro ? lc W- m ™t have been a 8tu ' low. On the opposite shores the cliffs formed { dy for sculptor or painter. In the interior of ersseem to bear some poetic resemblance to the sports of ancient classic times, and the bronze- colored natives with the green leaves about their brows, leaping, diving and disporting in the a precipice, not less than one hundred feet in height, rising up from tbe rugged and con fused accumulations of lava at tbe edge of the lake. Such were the more prominent features in the vicinity of the crater. But if its borders presented a scene of fearful devastation, the as pect cf the lake itself was far more terrible. In Hiawaii island in a little pool six fathoms deep, shut in by volcanic crags, Mr. Mussey saw mar velous feats of leaping and swimming which he paints in this picturesque wise. Tbe wbole population turned out on this oc casion and seated themselves on the grassy slopes Only a Woman Could of the nam ed Mary Gilligan, of Boston, en route to * ! San Francisco, while evidently laboring under i an attack of temporary insanity, jumped from the Ulanta Medical Colle S e.-We direct j was sent by Messrs. Thornton A Lynch popular book store on Whitehall st. i was the centre the lava was covered with a thin grey j above tbe river, awaiting the arrival of the two film, but numerous tortuous streaks or cracks i athletes. Meanwhile, a number of the more upon its surface served to show the lurid glow be i jouthful inhabitants of Hilo, of both sexes, en- neath. An awful calm generally prevailed in the middle of the lake, though its surface was sometimes disturbed by the sudden spouting forth of a jet of lava, or by the bubbling upwards of tbe volcanic gases, The margin, on the other band, was in con stant and violent agitation. On the further side, over against our place of observation, three whirlpools of lava were in a state of perpetual agitation from the explosion of gases from below. At each explosion the lava was tossed, with all the vehemence of the stormy ocean, against the overhanging cliffs, on which it broke in count less jets of fire, and then fell back into the gulf beneath, causing the whole surface of the lake to undulate in heavy pulsations. We lingered for hours on the edge of the cliff which commanded this unique view. As night closed in, all the awful eff. cts of flame and fire were intensified tenfold. The boiling springs, whence the lake was fed with molten lava in in exhaustible streams, shone with a more appall ing brightness. The spray, as it dashed back wards from the rocks, illumined the darkness of the night with corruscations of dazzling bril liancy. The tumult seemed to grow louder as the visible effects became more striking. It was tertained us with a display cf the art of swim mmg and diving. One active girl leaped repeat edly from a height-41' twenty feet into the river. In the intervals between their performances, these amphibious people climbed up the rocks that overhung the river, where they gathered themselves into the most picturesque groups of bronze-colored yet shapely humanity. There were few garments to mar the symme try of their forms, but there was not the slight est taint of immodesty in the scene. A scalp- tor looking on with the cultivated eye of a train ed artist, would have revelled in the graceful movements of the lorms displayed before him; while a painter would have appreciated not less the harmonious colors of the picture, in which the olive flesh tints formed such admirable con trast to the dark flfva-rocks on which the swim mers reclined. Many a laborious student of the Academy has racked his brain in the vain effort to produce a composition on canvas or in mar ble, with not one-half the beauty or tbe trutn to nature of these fortuitous assemblages of grace ful figures. An uuut bad passed away not unpleasantly when the heroes of the day arrived: They were to leap into the pool beneath from the summit of a scene like this crater of Kilauea that Milton of a precipice ninety feet in height. Thirty feet dreamed when he described the ‘hideous rain and combustion’ into the depths of which Satan and his angels fell from heaven. * Wakulla Springs.—One ofithe best sketches of Southern scenes taken by Professor Kieroffe in his recent tour through Florida, Alabama and tbe Carolinas, represents the famous Wa kulla Springs of Florida, thought to be the Fountain of Youth sought by De Leon. Sixteen miles from Tallahassee, in the depths of a cy press wood, lies the sheet of diamond-bright water, three hundred yards across and one hun dred and eighty feet deep. The water has prismatic effects and a magnifying quality that causes everything in its depths, though manv loot otnow mo sdriava;—Jtrippwar j.aciLct as ft near. Fish are seen playing within the trans parent depths, with tiny rainbows flashing about them as they move, and water-mosses qniver with prismatic radiance as they float and sway like mermaid’s tresses in the magical wa ter. While Professor Kieroffe made his sketch of the spring, which he afterwards finished and painted, with lovely effects of light and shade and deep-withdrawing vistas, his fair wife made a pen picture of the spring in a letter to a friend. An extract will show how it impressed her imagination: I have seen the far-famed Springs of Wakulla, and truly, now ‘I know a lake where the wild waves break Aud softly fall upon the silver sands. In all my life I have never seen anything so beautiful as this crystal spring. It is so pure, so placid, so jewel-bright and so broad that I can think of nothing with which to compare it, save that River of Life which St. John tells us proceeds from the thone of God. Surely upon earth there is nothing so peacefnlly beautiful as Wakulla Springs. It is so deep it seems almost fathomless, yet there are the pebbles, grasses and shells at the bottom—turned into so many jewels, emeralds,diamonds,and mother-of-pearl. Cypress trees, large and hoary looking, clus ter thickly on its shores, laden with the long, gray moss and clinging vines. I am told that this is the scene of Mrs. Hentz’s novel, ‘Marcus Warland, or the Long Moss Spring.’ No wonder it is a favorite resort of lovers. A party of visitors from Tallahassee are here every day, and artists and lovers of the beautiful lin ger here in a species of worship.’ The unique river of St. Mark’s, that has its source in this spring and flows thence in a broad, calm stream of silver, no doubt aided the fair Nettie’s imagination to suggest the ‘riv er of life,’ that in the rapt apostle’s vision seem ed to flow from the throne of God. * the especial attention of ail interested in medi cal affairs to the advertisement of the above- named college, found in this issue. We feel se cure in stating that it is the equal to any college in our country in point of ability of its faculty and tbe thoroughness of its course. It certainly has attained an enviable reputation. In addition to the advantages stated above. Atlanta offers many inducements to all who seek a medical education. Its healthfulness, its cen tral location, its accessibility from alt directions its enterprise and prosperity, the hospitality of its people, all unite to render it a desirable lo cation tor such an institution. The people of Atlanta should certainly prize the Medical College as one of its most valuable enterprises, for it annually brings a vast deal of money into onr midst. Personals, through . . . 1 riding. The train was going at the rate ot twenty miles an hour. It was stopped, and the woman was picked np and lound not to nave been injured, the only-marks received being a | few slight bruises and scratches. The aflair j happened thirty miles east of Council binds. A Woman Swims Twenty Miles. —Miss Beck with accomplished the task lately of swimming twenty miles in the Thames, and it was stated that the feat was not performed for a wager, but to encourage ladies in tbe art of natation. The start from Westminister was fixed for noon, but it did not take place until twenty-six minutes later, by which time several thousand spectators had ' gathered on the bridge and the Victo ria Embankment. As soon as tbe young lady, attired in an orange-colored costume, appeared on the steamer which was to accompany her she was greeted with cheers, and the cheering was repeated when she dived into tbe water. She was followed on the journey by a boat contain ing Professor Beckwith and his son Willie, the champion of London. She swam in the middle of the stream with a long powerful breast stroke. Plays the Pianno With Hei; Toes.—From Gold Hill, in the commonwealth of Nevada, comes the tidings of the debut of the most re markable lady pianist of any age. She plays eqnally as well with her feet as with her hands. As the’local editor very delicately remarks, her pedal extremities’ are developed in the most The dowager-queen Caroline Amalia, of Den mark, who has j ust completed her eighty second yeaT^-is the oldest living member of any of the royal familes of Europe. Every once in a while we hear of a California woman killing a bear. This is all right. But we challenge the world to ransack the pages of | ^velious mTnne°r, the toes~greatly ‘resembling history and show where a woman has ever got in len th a ’ nd sty ie of action. The ad- away with a monse. vantage gained by this lady in her pedal per- Amlrcw Female College—Dr. Ham ilton has just gotten ont a handsome circular in cream and gilt, setting forth the advantages of the young lady’s seminary—Andrew College in Cuthbert, Ga. These advantages are pre-eminent The health of the location—the spacious college bnildings, with a front of nearly three hundred feet and a corresponding depth—and with large lecture rooms, chapels, etc., the adjacent board ing house department, with its wide halls and commodious, handsomely famished rooms and beautifully laid-off grounds surrounding it are suitable adjuncts to the intrinsic excellence of the college, whose trained teachers and an ex tended course of study, afford advantages for ac quiring the best instruction in every branch of English education and in modern and classic languages, music, art, practical science and physical training. Dr, Hamilton is so well known that there seems no need to speak of the firm yet gentle discipline that is enforced at Andrew College, and the daily training the pu pils receive in politeness, self-restraint, neat ness and order. The terms of instruction are quite moderate, and board, with room, washing, lights and fuel, oan bs had for fifteen dollars per month. The fall session of this college opens on the third Thursday in September. below the edge a crag juts out fiiceen feet from the face of the rock. It was necessary for the swimmers to clear this projection. We were seated on a ledge of rock near the edge of the water, to witness the feat they were about to per form. Itwas a point of view whence the swimmers were seen with striking effect, as they first ap peared on the crag above ns and paused for a moment on its brink,before taking their tremen dous leap into the gulf beneath. As we looked up to the summit of the preci pice, the powerful forms of these olive-colored men—notable specimens of the native races of the Pacific—stood out in magnificent relief against the dark-blue" sky. Each wore a green wreath fastened on his brow—a trifling touch, which enhanced the resemblance to those admi rable products of ancient art, the bronze figures of tbe flying MfcM'tty in the musenm at Naples. \sjbte first, V - Mtf rarl lui,rlcaJf to|»£he'k tor the leap, tlif re Ww a ^breathless silence in tbe crowd, a momentary glance of hesitation in the countenance of the hero of Hilo, succeeded by that set look which a man wears who has de termined to do a chivalrous deed or perish in the attempt. Magno persentit pectorecuras: Mens immota manet. Then came a superb elastic bound, an agile readjustment of the balance, and the athletic figure dartiDg downward like an arrow through the air, with a tremendous splash disappeared feet downward below the glassy surface, and, after a prolonged immersion, rose again to the surface scathiess, amid the enthusiastic ovations of me crowd. The great feat was followed by a performance which,in a less amphibious country, would have excited wonder. It was a leap down a waterfall having a fall of fifteen feet. Not only did the two champions take the leap, but even the nymphs of Hiio, in numbers, followed them. After disappearing for a few moments in the seethiDg water at the foot of the cascade, they re appeared laughing and talking, evidently re garding the feat as an ordinary bathing inci dent. * away Three years ago some well-meaning friends cf a Cleveland actress gave her eight shares of Opera House stock. She has paid in all the money she has for assessments, and now the receiver threatens to seize her wardrobe and jewelry to make up the deficiency. A poetical girl obtained the other day in Lon don the desire of her heart—she met Tennyson, the Laureate, at dinner, and the sympathetic hostess even arranged that she should be placed next to him. One remark, and one alone, did the poet address to the gushing maiden at his side and it was this: ‘I like my mutton cut in wedges.’ A lady of fashion who likes omelettes of all descriptions guarantees the following receipe: Put fresh eggs into a solution of gnm and water, or paint them entirely with gum; then lay them in a box of powdered wood charcoal. The gum closes the pores of the shell, and keeps the eggs from the air, and the wood charcoal is a capital conservative; before using them in the autumn they should be well washed and brushed. Mrs. Mary Flack, of Hamilton, Ohio, attempt ed recently, in the.Emory Hotel at Ciricinnatti, ♦v ‘.wav Imc -SvjLe^rtotluuirr. She fired three shots at him, and after a hard struggle, he succeeded in obtaining the weapon. She accuses him of slandering the character of her husband in order to obtain influence over her feelings, raining her, her husband and family. A Little Fun. Canon Farrair's lleply.—Canon Far- rer, whose sermons on future punishment first started the wave of opinion that threatened for a time to quench the ‘eternal tires,’ has recently published in the Contemporary Review an elab orate ‘Reply to many Critics,’ in which, having stated that his sermons on Hell, taken down by short-hand reporters were first published and widely circulated in an uncorrected and unau thorized form, he goes on to say, ‘Once more I would ask what is it I have ad vocated in those sermons, what have I impugned? I have advocated the ancient and Scriptural doctrine of an interval between death and doom, during which state —whether It be regarded as purgatorial, as disciplinary, as probational, or as retributive—whether the a?on to which it be longs be long or short—we see no Scriptural or oilier reason to deny the possible continuance of God’s gracious work of redemption and sanc tification for the sonls of men; and I have added that I can find nothing in Scripture, or else where, to prove that the ways of God’s salvation necessarily terminate with earthly life. I have never denied—nay, I have endeavored to sup port and illustrate—the doctrine of Retribution both in this life and the life to come. I have never said—as I am slanderously reported to have said—that there is no ‘Hell,’ but only (and surely this should have been regarded as a self- evident proposition) that ‘Hell’ must mean what those words mean of which it is the professed translation; and that those words—Hades, Ge henna, Tartarus—mean something much less in conceivable, much less horribly hopeless, than what ‘Hell’ originally meant, and then what it has come to mean in current religions teach ing. I have not maintained Universalism, in spite of muoh apparent sanction for such a hope in the unlimited language of St. Paul, because I did not wish to dogmatize respecting things uncertain, and because I wished to give full weight to every serious consideration which may be urged against the acceptance of such a hope.’ * Little Johnny ran into the house the other day while the mercury was hugging ninety-five degrees, with perspiration streaming from every pore, and shouted: ‘Mamma! fix me I am leak ing all over.’ It is all very well to talk about how the ther mometer stands in the shade,’ remarked a gen tleman with a boiled-lobster-colored tace. ‘What I want to know is how it stands in the sun. That’s the way I have to take it. A political speaker accused a rival of ‘unfath omable meanness,’ and then rising to the occa sion, said: ‘I warn him not to persist in his dis graceful course, or he’ll fird that too of us can play at that game !’ When the festive fly so airy and spry, Concludeth no longer to flutter- He buzzes around, with a mournful sound, Aud burlrs himself in the butter, j ‘Women,’quoth Jones, ‘are the salad of life,’ ‘At once a boon and a blessing. In one way they’re salad, indeed,'replied Brown; ‘They take so much time in their dressing !’ In July days, when Sol'sflerce rrys Burn like a schoolmam's ruler, 'Tis sweet to think that man can drink More beer than when 'tis cooler-' This weather has its advantages. For in stance, if a fellow gets drank—it’s sunstroke. A novel testimonial of affection was that offered to his inamorata by an English lover. He gave her a locket containing a lock of hair from his whiskers. This came oat in a breach of promise suit where she recovered £50 damages. Said Prince Bismarck to a young English lady, who remarked to him that the Congress hadn’t settled the Eastern question: ‘Oh, no, it’s only cobbled for the time, and when the shoe pinches it will break ont again; I’m satis fied with the patching I want peace.’ ‘And England !’ 'Oh, she would be satisfied also, for she’s taken her share of the spoil, without fighting for it.’ ‘ Will Father be a Goat, Mother?’ is the title of an English tract. Master James Stirling, jr., set J, was listening to his ma reading the twenty-fifth of the Gospel according to St. Matthew, when he asked the question. His half-drunken father was so touched by the ‘irre pressible interest’ with which the child asked this, that he went and took the pledge and be came a philanthropist in humble life. Listeners never hear any good of themselves. formances is that the reach is greater than with the bands—covering fully three octaves of the key-board. In the rendition of militar y com position the effect is terribly striking and life like—especially where the tramp of soldiers is imitated. Death of Minnie Warren. Minnie Warren, the tiny sister of Tom Thumb’s wife.Lavinia, and still smaller than she .died last week, three hours after the birth of a girl baby, which weighed six pounds, just one-seventh of Minnie’s weight. Hundreds came to see her buried from her own home—a neat farm house near Middleboro' Massachusetts, where she lived with her husband, Major Newell, better known as General Grant jr. She and her babe were buried in the same coffin—a little black walnut casket, the size for a child of ten. It was cover ed with blue velvet and lined with white satin. Inside, on her pillow of roses and passion flow ers lay poor little Minnie, with her baby on her arm, its face turned to her bosom. It was a beautiful little creature, with delicately mould ed features and a dimple -in its ehin. All who astF the torching sight of tiny motkor and baby in their coffin, shed tears. Tom Thumb and his wife sobbed aloud, Major Newell wept bitterly and constantly. The people who knew her had all loved Minnie, who was kind and gen erous. They had known her as little Huldah Bump (her real name.) They covered the coffin with beautiful flower tokens. Her father, mother and brothers (all large people) were present and seemed deeply distressed at losing the generous sister and daughter who had shared her fortune with them. Minnie fell a sacrifice to her maternal tender ness. The physoians could have saved her life by the sacrifice of her child, but she would not permit it. ‘Oh no, no,’ she kept pleading, ‘I want to hold my living child in my arms.’ She was very brave and hopeful though all her terrible suffering. A Real Mebmaid.—There is a real live mer maid in the Westminister Aquarium, Lon don; a specimen of manatee having been re cently received from Demarara. This is the little animal that has given rise to the prettiest legend of tne sea. The glass tank in which it is placed is entirely above the level of the floor, and the water which is fresh, as the animal, though marine, often swims far up rivers, ia kept very clear. The depth of water given to the Aquarinm spooimen hardly allowed of its full display in the mermaid position, as the tail ought to be able to get qnite free from the bot tom of the tank. One flipper slightly thrown np gives the traditional looking-glass, and the gentle paddling of the other, when seen in clear water, gives the hand holding the comb. The harp introduced in some drawings, however, does not exiBk A similar specimen was receiv ed a few years ago at the Zoological Gardens, bat coaid not be kept alive, and only afforded a naturalist a fine opportunity for dissection, and the subsequent preparation of a scientific paper. Ingomar was given by the Atlanta Dramatic Association Thursday evening. The success of this play depends almost wholly on the leading roles, wnich in this instance were taken by two amateur actors of this city who have already won a reputation for histrionic ability and who ad ded to it by the manner in which they tilled the difficult parts of Farthenia and Ingomar. Miss Milligan’s Farthenia, which was wholly original,as she had never seen Ingomar played, was marked by delicacy and finished grace’. Nor was she wanting in pathos and force. Never ranting or spasmodic,or sacrificing art to coarse effect, she yet threw spirit into her performance, and when the occasion demanded power, her acting was forceful and natural; bat it is’less difficult to exhibit ‘power’ than to conceive and represent the more subtle and complex emotions that go to make up a difficult part, and it is in her study of these that Miss Milligan has shown tne spirit of the artist. It was in this very particular that Mr. Moyers as Ingomar ex ceeded expectation. We knew there would be no lack of power in his rendition, but sometimes in his bold seizure of telling points, he is apt to overlook subtle details, but his ‘ingomar’ was not only boldly outlined, but filled in with a line conception of the nicest shades and tran sitions of feeling. At the first, he was to the life the reckless mountain robber, both in ap pearance and actions, and the taming process, wrought by love, was characterized by artistic gradations of feeling, while the occasional sud den outbursts of the old, wild nature were force fully given. Mr. Conway acted the part of My- ron—Farthenia’s father—with dignity. Aotea taken by Miss McKinnis (.teacher of typographv in College Temple and publisher of the Tem ple’s literary monthly—the ‘New Departure — was represented with ease and grace. The costumes were mostly appropriate. Mr. Moy ers' was superb. Mr. Hill’s Alastor was a capi- tal.make up,Mr. Lawshe.in the dress of the Tim- arch exhibited limbs worthy of Antinous. Mr. Kate’s Polydor was well done and rightly made as ludicrous as possible,in order to lighten up the more serious parts. The minor characters —too numerous to be individually noticed—were creditably sustained. Mr. Kates had quite a burden on his Bhonlders in being at once stage- manager and actor. If any one thinks it a light position to be manager of the stage in an ama teur performance, director of its irregular and contentious rehearsals, with eye and ear and forethought for everything.let him try it. The patience and industry of Mr. Kates are only equaled by his tact and his quiet gentlemanli- ness. We are glad to hear that he intends star ting out next fall with a company of his own. * The Washington authorities, it is said, threat en to suppress the sale of Dr. Mary Walker new book, ‘Unmasked.*