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Stupid Beaux.—A young lady writing to the
Home Journal complains of the poverty of the av
erage young man as regards conversation. She says
when one comes calmly to con over the conversa
tion that has taken place between you and most of
the men you have happened to meet for the last few
months (and, worst of all; are likely to go on meet
ing for the next lew months, and perhaps—who
know*?—for years,) why the conclusiou one comes
to is that men are stupid, that they either won’t
exert themselves to talk intelligibly when they
meet an intelligent girl, or that they have come
some time ago to the happy conclusion that all
girls are next door to idiotic. Society must surely
be a shocking bore to these poor men; and If we
may Judge from the worn and weary expression
generally to be seen on the countenance of a man
who goes out much; it is a bore to him. I grant that
some girls are stupid and very uninteresting; but
my complaint is, that when girls are nice, intelli
gent, and full of cleverness, men are so lazy, or so
blind, or so stupid, that they will not behave to
them like beings endowed with the ordinary amount
of brains. We girls are always being asked why we
don’t do as our ancestors did before—viz*: marry
the first man that asks us; we say the world has ad
vanced, and we have advanced, and we could not
live with a husband with whom we have no com
panionship, and then we go on to think of the men
we have met, and that we may be said to know,
and the reflection only makes us more determined
to wait till we are old and gray, rather than link
ourselves to a man who is no sort of companion to
us, and will never appreciate any of the qualities
that make us dear to a large circle of friends who
have taken the trouble to talk to us, and to know
us. I am not a clever girl nor a blue-stocking, nor
anything approaching it, but only a girl who has a
heart aud a mind, and who is very anxious that the
other sex, if they do possess such qualities, would
not endeavor to conceal them, and would try to
find out the conversational powers of the girls they
meet in society.
Lester Wallack, has renewed his lease of Wal-
lack’s Theatre, for five years from the close of the
“Bongs of Italy.”—Concerning Joaquin Miller’s
new book, ‘’Songs of Italy.” Appleton’s Journal
says: ‘ Less than almost any poet we can recall
who possessed the genuine gift of song. Mr. Joaquin
Miller has exhibited what is called growth or devel
opment. Jv his first-published book, ‘Songs of the
Sierras:’ will still be found his best, most original,
and most characteristic work; but, in spite of much
inferior verse produced since then, his ‘gongs of
Italy’ show that there has been no material declen
sion of faculty. Nor, it must be admitted, has he
lost or abandoned that ‘native wood-note wild’
which first won him admirers. It was feared and
predicted that the culture, the civilization, and the
rigid conventions of the Old World would oppress
and Warp even if they did not paralyze his genius,
and that the would lose that unique and original
flavor which gave piquancy to his first outburst of
song. But the apprehension was groundless. Mr.
Miller has remained as insensible to European ‘cul
ture’ as when amid the woods of Oregon he caught
the first gleams of the sacred fire; and to this day
he has infinitely greater faith in his own spontane
ous impulses, and insights than in all the “creeds
outworn’ and habits and standards alien to his
sympathies.
The chief difference we observe between these
later lyrics and the first wild songs is that the mal
ady of thought has coma upon the poet—love and
the delights of the senses are no longer sufficient
unto the passing day, and the time old problems of
the whence and the why begin to trouble and arrest
the headtong ardor of the passions. We take it
that it is a great misfortune for Mr. Miller that he
was born in an age when a poet is expected to be a
thinker and a moralist as well as a singer. What
he enjoys and what he Is adapted lor is the free,
unfettered, fervid, and rapturous expression of the
primitive natural feelings and instincts; but he, no
more than the rest of us, can escape the travail of
the time, and we perceive more trequently in these
•Songs of Italy’ than in any previous work that
note of doubt, of inquiry, ol the questioning of fate,
Which is said to distinguish and characterize mod
ern poetry. Even here, however, it is not very ob
trusive. II not with the old, unconscious abandon
yet with the deliberateness of a fixed preference^
Mr. Miller turns to the sensuous side of things, and
he contemplates Italy as objectively, with as little
complexity of emotion, as if it were a virgin land
and he its first discoverer. That meditative, retro
spective vision which caused Byron to see in Rome,
not a decaying and beggar-infested city, but ’a Ni-
obe of na;ions,’ ‘lone mother of dead empires,’ sit
ting ‘childless and crownless in her voiceless woe,’
Mr. Miller is utterly oblivious to. There is scarcely
a word to show that he is even conscious that Italy
has a past—that there are any associations connect
ed with her, or anything to which it is worth while
to direct attention, except her blaud climate, her
clear skies, her wooing zephyrs, and the passionate
picturesque life of her present-day people. For this
reason ‘Songs of Italy’ Is unique among books of its
kind. It is a complete departure iro.n the beaten
track, and might more appropriately, one would
think, have been written by the first poet who ever
descended upon Italy rathtr than the last. To
judge from his poems, the only place in Italy that
profoundly touched Mr. Miller's sympathies and
kindled his imagination was Venice. Rome seems
to have oppressed and rep' lied him, chiefly perhaps
because he found himself unable to respond to the
kind of demand usually made upon the knowledge
and feelings of the visitor. Venice alone threw a
spell over him; and he returns again and again to
her lagoons and canals, her sea-surrounded palaces,
her soothing, seductive life, and the lion of St. Mark
perched aloft upon its column. The latter is the
subject of no less than six different poems, and in
the prose prelude to one of them the author declares
it to be ‘the most simple and sublime thing in the
world.’ Most of the other poems are but the ex
pression of some personal mood, with nothing tq
localize them except the date.
Decidedly ihe finest poein in the collection is the
one entitled “Vale.” In it the author gives passion
ate expression to his discontent with what life has
brought him, with the lack of appreciation he has
met, with the barrenness of the world and the cold
ness of men. He even intimates a resolution to
sing no more:
“My hand it is weary, and my harp unstrung;
And where is the good that I pipe or sing,
Fashion new notes, or shape anything?
The songs of my rivers remain unsung
Henceforward for me.”
This will no doubt prove like many others a tran
sient mood. Mr. Miller sang in the beginning, as
he says, because he could not help it; and the same
imperious necessity will compel him in the future
as in the past to seek solace in “this doubtful, sad
gift of verse.”
Jefferson as a Fiddler.—Thomas Jefferson
used to solace himself, amid the arduous labors of
the legal profession and the cares of State, with the
violin, on which he was an excellent performer At
one period of his life, when he was a member of the
Continental Congress, and at the same time the
foremost lawyer and statesman of his own State, he
used to practice three hours a day on his favorite in
strument, under the tutelage oi the famous Italian
violinist. Alberti. This, with the laying out of bis
grounds at Monticello, in which he took such fond
pride, constituted his only relaxation from the
weighty duties and responsibilities which hie ad
miring and trusting countrymen so persevered in
bestowing upon him. Far into the night the mel
low tones of his beloved violin floated from the
heights of Monticello, or from the old “Apollo”
tavern, where he and Patrick Henry and a few
choice companions used to meet for social cheer and
affectionate fellowship; and the spirits of each and
all were enlightened, soothed, and elevated by
the sweet, pure charms of music.
There is something rather amusing,, yet at the
same time inexpressibly pleasing, in the thought
of the author of the sublime “Declaration of Inde
pendence" wooing rest and refreshment from so
common an instrument as the fiddle; but if the
slatesmen of our day could fiddle themselves into
any such lofty civic virtues, as characterized Jeffer
son and many of his compeers, the people of these
United States might hold their heads higher with
pride r f country In these days than we tear they are
able now to do.
Charity in Words.—Charity is not confined to
deeds. If you speak a kind word to the poor soul
that has been crushed by cruelty and coldness, you
perform a charitable act, and will receive your re
ward. As you sit in your cozy office, or in your
comfortable home, conscious of the many blessings
heaven has permitted you to enjoy, how can you
utter a cold or cross word to those who are less for
tunate than yourself? yet you will do it. A man in
seedy garments, or perhaps in rags, will step in and
beg you to give him employment, by which to keep
himself and family from starvation. You look up
at him with an imperious lrown—you say “No!” in
your sharpest tone, and refuse to exchange another
word with him. This is cruelty. You make the
poor fellow feel like a dog. with everybody fora
master. Why could you not speak kindly to him ?
—even courteously, as you would to a prince? You
would only have been doing your duty, for is he
not your equal in everything except the accumula
tion of dollars? He is none the less a gentleman
because he wears ragged clothes; and even though
it were impossible to give him employment, a kind
word would have done much to alleviate the sting
01 his disappointment.
Squandering; at Washington.—Members of
Congress can afford to be liberal when it costs them
nothing, and they are unquestionably very liberal
in voting Uncle Sam's money to whomsoever it
may please them. In the closing hours of the for
ty-fifth Congress the following resolution was adopt
ed by both houses:
“Resolved, That the Secretary of the Senate and
the Clerk of the House of Representatives are here
by authorized and directed to pay the committee
clerks, pages, messengers and other employees of
the House, who do not receive annual salaries, tlielr
present rate of compensation, respectively, for thir
ty days from the date ol the adjournment of this
Congress, and the money required to pay the same
is hereby appropriated out of any moneys in the
Treasury not otherwise appropriated, and shall be
immediately available. Further, the provisions in
this resolution shall apply to persons holding their
respective positions the day of its approval.”
It will be observed that these favored employees
of Congress are not expected to render any service
whatever for the money thus voted them. This act
of liberality is not put upon the ground that these
employees had been hard worked and poorly paid.
The clerks of committees in the Senate receive six
dollars a day, the pages two dollars and a half a day,
and the other employees equally good wages. We
presume that the same charac er of service is paid
equally as liberal by the House of Representatives-
Here are employees who are well paid for compara
tively light service, aud yet they are to be given
a month’s extra pay because the money does not
come out ofthe pockets of those voting it. Is it any
wonder that the expenses of the government are
enormous, and growing year by year when such
recklessness characterizes those who are placed in
power that they may hold a check upon the purse
strings of the nation? Members of Congress can
afford to be liberal, bnt the tax-payers have to foot
the bills. _ -
A contemporary' who has been looking into the
expenses ol the Senate, gives some insight into the
lordly way the money of the people is expended-
“The purchases,” he says, “have a style of niagni.
tude: tape by the thousand spools, bottles of muci*
lage by the gross, cologne water by the gallon*
though, to be sure, the quantity used might have
justified purchase by the barrel; while on a single
day fourteen dozen glass inkstands were s. pplied,
thus giving color to the idea that each session is
wound up by a playful smashing of all inkstands not
already destroyed. The purchase of a half a gallon
of castor oil was requH’S! for the Senate on the day
before Hayes was counted in ; yet a little more had
to be got soon after. On one day we find purchases
of 2 tables, at $225 each; 24 chairs, at JIM each; 2 desks,
at $175 each ; 2revolving bookcases, $196’; 2 liat stands
$96; 2 pedestals, $S0; 2 lounges, $136; while linen cov
ers for the said tables and desks cost 836. These
items went to two committees alone. On the same
day anothertable was supplied at $225; still another
at$200; and yet another at $175. Cleaning and pol
ishing the desks and chairs in the Senate chamber,
and covering two tables with cloth, cost $570. But
this, of course, did not include cleaning and oiling
the casters, which cost $25; nor adding six new cas
ters to chairs, which cost $18 ; while varnishing up
the committee room, chairs and desks was of
course, extra-$t27. But there aie other chairs, and
there are railings in corridors; and polishing these
costs 3199. There is also a clock casein the corridor,
a washstand in W. Almon Wheeler's room, and
some other furniture on which varnish can be
rubbed, and these made another polishing bill of
$159. The general readeris quite prepared to believe
that American Senators while away their leisure in
scraping the varnish off their chairs with their
knives, aud off their desks with their boot lieels.as
represented by early English tourists. But the pol
ishing item is a trifle; a more strikiug one is the
repairing of the Senate’s furniture. The items for
this purpose occupy dozens of pages, and the skil;
with which every individual new knob is put in a
liue lo be paid for, and thedri ving of each separate
nail consldiites-.a with its separate price. Is
extraordidary. jlusion is Irresistible that
Senators find their chief relaxation in smashing or
defaciug furniture. One is struck also by the dex
terity of Senators in breaking locks and their facility
in losing keys. There seem to have been upward o*
200 locks that needed picking, repairing or replacing
in a singteyear, while upward of 500 keys had to be
supplied.”
It would seem from these revelations that almost
every one who doesany kind of work or service for
the government charges just as high a price as his
conscience will let him, “and then shuts his eyes
and doubts it.” Meu are guilty of this who would
regard it as a swindle in others if they had to foot
the bills.
A Poet’s Compliment.—Mrs. Browning calls
the poets “God’s best truth-tellers.” Truth-telling
•s commonly thought to be incompatible with the
paying of compliments, in which delicate art the
poets excel, but the explanation is that the poet's
vision, heightened by imagination, perceives subtle
beauties that escape the common eye. So the poet's
compliments need not beliattery because they seem
so. Hogg’s (tiie Ettrick Shepherd's) naive compli
ment to the poetess, Miss London, is well known-
Hogg had criticised her poems in Blackwood rather
severely. Afterwards, he met her in London for
the first time—a delicate, sylplilike creature with a
sensitive face and wonderful eyes. With his criti
cism fresh in mind, the little lady looked coldly on
tiie author of KilmeunyandtiueenHynde;but,IIogg
taking her hand looked in her face with bis blue,
child-like eyes and murmured in his Scotch patois,
“I did na’ think you had been sae bonny.”
That made his peace better than any a long-cogi
tated and elaborate apology. L. E. L. smiled for
givingly, and they were good friends afterwards.
It is a difficult and delicate thing to compliment
a lady of uncertain age—an “old maid” as she is
called. But the poets have compassed it success
fully. The prettiest compliment to the “ungath
ered rose” on the family tree was paid by an Italian
poet, who, comparing the lady to an apple still
blushing on the topmost bough while the rest of the
fruit has been gathered, says:
“Abbandonata? No—manon riggiuDta,” which
translated signifies “that the one remains on the
tree and the other in single blessedness, not because
they were neglected, but because.they could not be
reached.” *
Photographic artists are proverbially susceptible.
One, named Hyerly, was arrested at Oak Grove
Missouri, the other day, when about to marry a la
dy of that place. He had already four living wives,
from none ol whom had he any legal separation.
An Actress’ View of the Chinese Puzzle.—
Don Piatt, who expressed himself strongly in favor
of the “Chinese Bill” discouraging the emigration
of Chinamen into California, publishes a long letter
from Clara Morris, the actress, who is now in San
Francisco, thanking him for his course, and saying
that it has produced a revolution in the feelings of
Californians for him—the Don. Whereas, they
bated him cordially before, they now love and rev
erence him—according to Miss Morris. Mr. Piatt
puts forward Miss Morris’ opinion on the
Chinese question as one entitled to profound
consideration, as she is, so he says, “the cleverest
woman of her age.” Miss Morris, unlike Joaquin
Miller, takes the side against the mild-eyed celes
tials, insisting that the pathetic aspect in which
they have been shown by Bret Harte has created for
them an interest and pity as undue and as harmful
as that produced for the negro by Mrs. Stowe. Great
wrong, so she believes, has been done to the inter
ests of California by this false picture of the China
man as a simple, inoffensive, deft, industrious, fru
gal and cleanly little fellow, cruelly persecuted and
brow-beaten by native hoodlums and lazy working
men, who are enraged because the Chinaman, with
his economical habits, can work for less wages than
he, with his liquor and bacon and tobacco, can
afford to do. No one at a distance can fully com
prehend the situation in California, contends Miss
Morris. To appreciate it one must live there and
see how the influx of Chinese is ruining the pros'
perity and destroying the morality of the country’ j
and fast inaugurating a bloody uprisal among the
lesser classes. Miss Morris is moved into depicting
California as an Andromeda, chained and helpless
before the Chinese dragon, waiting for the deliver
ing Perseus, who “cometh net, she said,” when
news of Mr. Hayes’ veto was wafted to her. The
Chinamen have monopolized the small trades sajs
Miss Morris. There lies the trouble.
“They do tin-work; they run sewing-ma
chines; they make shoes; they are rag-pickers, gar
deners, pc rters, barbers, bakers, photographers as
sistants—oh, well, they do everything. A tin smith
had a store in one of the smaller streets. His bus
iness was thriving. He thought he would indulge
in cheap labor. He took in a couple of Chinamqn;
they learned the trade; and then secretly taught it
to some of their friends, who clubbed together and
started a small tin shop in the same block, where
they undersold him clean out of the business.
When they get possession of a trade they employ
only their own people. Day before yesterday I
bought an article of underwear,and I expressed some
surprise of the small cost. “O, yes,” answered the
saleswoman, “last winter that would have cost sev
enty-five cents more, but we employ Chinamen
now.” “And what has become of the girls yon for
merly employed?” “Well, a few of them found
their way into the ballet of some .of the small thea
ters, I have been told, and some, I am very sorry to
say, did worse—g^ne wrong, in fact. And so it goes.’
Perhaps if the American workmen wou'd drop all
expenbive indulgences and live frugally like the
Chinaman, he might contend with him more suc
cessfully for employment on the plane of lower
wages. The high prices paid in earlier days for
work in California was something that could not
continue. But its traditional effect upon the labor
ing men has been bad. They will have to conform
to the changed order of things; give up Kearney
and commune, lotteries, gaming and whisky, and
instead of herding in the streets to mob and abuse
the Chinaman, learn not to copy his vices, but to
engraft his industry, economy and perseverance
upon their sturdier moral and physical fibre. In this
way the danger to California may be averted with
out legislation. That there is danger is admitted
by all who are familiar with the situation in Cali -
fornia, but the danger is greatly exaggerated by in
terested office-seekers and inflamed by ignorant
and short-sighted leaders. *
Mrs. J. R. Gregory, whose portraits are attracting
so much attention, has removed her studio to pleas
ant and convenient rooms upon Broad Street—cor
ner of Alabama, where she is busy with brush and
pencil, filling orders for pictures in water colors,
crayons and oils. She has j jst completed, in differ
ent styles, life-like portraits of Mrs. Rhodes Hill, of
this city, and of Mrs. Kendrick—the latter taken
from a small photograph, but giving perfect satis
faction to the friends and relatives of the deceased
lady. Mrs. Gregory’s work in German and Coute
crayon shows great care and study, and her painting
in water-colors upon canvass, (a new and durable
style) is beautifully delicate and true. As an art
teacher she is conscientious and painstaking, as
shown by the specimens of her pupils’ work in free
hand drawing that may be seen in her rooms; nota
bly those drawings by Eugene Crichton—son of Dr.
Crichton of this city, which give evidence of Mrs.
Gregory's careful instruction in anatomy and shad-
PRESS UTTERANCES.
What the types of the Country are
saying.
The Minneapolis Tribune says “the Grant move
ment is red hot.” So are the General's coppers,
The German p-.pwrs speak of a societyDeomposed
of France, Germany and England for the ji evention
of cruelty to Greece.
The Boston Post makes these entries for the great
American sweepstake pedestrian match: Henry*
Ward Beecher, De Witt Talmage, Bill Chandler, Eli
Perkins, R. B. Hayes, and Secor Robeson—the six
greatest frauds in the country—the start from Sandy
Hook, and the course straightaway to Nobody cares-
amilldamwliere.
Grant has stood where Moses stood to view the
promised land, but it is as uncertain as the forty-
acres of promised land to the darky; and like it is a
promise of tiie Republicans. “There is not any
patent out yet for that promised land Grant,” says
the N. Y. Sunday Times.
The Fremont Journal says the Democrats keep
ing the Republicans in Washington without any
appropriations will be like the man standing all
night on the corner, trying to freeze his dog to
death; the man got colder than the dog.
The New Orleans Times says tiie constitutional
convention of California has ended in failure, as
such conventions always do. It was in session 157
days, cost the State $150,000 more than was appro
priated, and completed a constitution which the
people of the State never will adopt. The delegates
generally were ineompeleut.
“We hate to tell it," says the Carroll County (Ga.)
Times, but it’s an actual fact that hay is brought
from Indiana and sold in this market. And yet our
farmers spend all tiie summer in trying to destroy
the grass, so vigorous is it in this soil and climate.
Brown, the editor of the Round Rock Headlight,
one of the lumiuous journals of Texas, is on the
rampage. He says that the knock-kneed, pigeon-
toed, box-aukled, cross-eyed: near-sighted, tow-
lieaded, double-and-twisted son-of-a-gun who said
that Taylorsville caught fire “from his red hair,” is
a liar—ana we can “lick” him or any other man!
The Bay City, Mich., News says that two young
Germans and their wives live in a dense forest
thirty-two miles front Olsego Lake and twenty
miles lrom any other habitation. They appear to
be rich and refined, have pianos, marble-topped
tables, etc., in their houses, and they live like re
tired princes. They get their money by express
from Germany. Why they live thus no one ap
pears to know—nor is it anybody’s business, for
that matter, so long as they behave themselves.
The Columbus Times mentions having received a
visit from a colored man, a resident of Talbot coun
ty, who reports himself to be seventy-eight years
old. He has had four wives and thirty-two chil
dren. Of this number thirty are now living, the
youngest of which is now just able to sit alone.
His present wife is a young woman, and the man
himself appears sufficiently saucy to be looking
about to see who shall be his next wife.
Says the Jacksonville Union: Mr. Geise, formerly
of G.orgla, now living in St. John’s county, near
Picotala. began J une 1,1878, to plantan orange grove.
He purchased some thirty-six trees from twenty-
five to thirty-five years old, paying fifteen dollars
per tree. He carted them from four to eight miles
and replanted tbem losing only two. In Novem
ber last he sold six thousand oranges.
Tbe Inter Ocean, the most rabid of Radical sheets,
takes this view ofthe present situation at the Capi
tol: “The slouch hats predominate in Washington
now, and the manners of the plantation prevail on
the avenue. All that is needed Is a slave-pen under
the shadow of the Capitol, and a gang of chained
chattels draging Its weary way along Pennsylvania
avenue, to complete the picture of good old Demo
cratic times.”
There is much street gossip In New York concern
ing the assault that is supposed will be made npon
“Tammany.” The city coroners and police
commissioners are to be ejected and the heeds of
other departments generally to be removed. So
runs the suppositious programme. It is said to be
mapped out by Tilden as a prelude to the campaign
of 1880 Kelly, the Tammany chief, thinks it is labor
lost and that Tilden, though he is sure to be in the
field for the Presidential nomination, will stand no
chance at all. He says the feeling is constantly
growing that Uncle Sammy is not the man for tha
hour There has been a decided reaction against
him in the South and West within the past year or
two and his stock is now quite low in cons quence.
Thurman or Bayard, Kelly thinks, will be the Dem
ocratic standard bearer in the contest of 1880. *
Personals.
What People are Doing and Saying
all over the World.
Out Wests judge ordered a bet to be paid for
the benefit of’the school fund.
A Californian got a splendid noiseless sewing
machine by marrying a dumb girl.
Madame Bouaparte of Baltimore is reported
very ill. She is in her ninety-sixth year.
The lawyers who defended the Louisiana re
turning-board are now suing Wells and Ander
son for their fees. Perhaps there will be more
developements.
Tbe vouDgest horss-thief in Texas is said to
be J. H. Crundridge, aged ten years, who re
cently stole a horse at Pilo'. Point and rode him
to Sherman.
At the dinner given in honor of Victor Hugo’s
seventy-eighth birthday the great author said:
•You honor me more than I deserve to be hon
ored; but you do not love me more than I de
serve to be loved. ‘
A young D Audiffret-Pasquier, nephew of
the Duke and ex-President of the Senate, is
studying the working of the American Consti
tution at Washington.
A son of the Prince De Sagan, and conse
quently a representative of the Ducal House of
Talleyrand-Perigord, is improving his English
in a private boarding-house in Park Avenue.
Misj Emma G. Jones, for seventeen years a
faithful missionary os the Board of Foreign and
Domestic Missions, of the Protestant Episcopal
Church ofthe United States, laboring in China,
died last week in Baltimore.
Ou Grigsby Island, Caddo parishfL?., last Sat
urday, a white man named John Broxton, was
shot and probably fatally wounded by an ola
negro by the name of Z ich White. The weapon
used was a rifle, and it was loaded with three
bullets.
W. S. Thomas, who lives near Elizebethton,
Carter county, Tenneesee, has a son who is
seven years old in this month, and his weight
is 210 pounds. He is four aud a half feet high.
The same boy has a brother who at the age of
thirteen, weighed 295 pounds.
Prof Selmi of Bologna has discovered that the
alkalies in a dead man’s stomach often turn to
just such|poisons as murderers use, and he says
that these poison tests have often convicted men
who were innocent. This is a good text for
some articles on medical jurisprudence.
The death is announced of Mrs Cohen, moth
er of Baroness Meyer de Rothschild, and conse
quently the grandmother of the Conntess of
Rosebery. By this event a further sum of a
million pounds falls to the share of the Count
ess of Rosebery.
Mrs. Clara S. Foltz has been ^successful in her
application in the Fourth District Court of San
Francisco, for a writ; of mandate to compel the
Regents of the Hastings Law School to admit
her as a student.
Mrs. de Nettel, of New York, is employing her
influence to a good purpose in farthering the
establishment of a National Conservatory of
Music. The plan is ripening, and farther de
velopments will soon be given to the public.
A great Parisian artist’s wife got rheumatism,
and the doctor told the husband to paint her
back with iodine; which he proceeded to do, but
his genius got the better of the prescription, and
| he made a beautiful landscape; the wife got im-
1 patient, and asked him if he had not finished.
•Not quite,* said the painter, lost in his inspi
ration, ‘just let me finish in this lake with a
boat and fisherman, and then I will send for the
fiame at once. *
[ And now Wichita is afflicted by one of the
cheekiest of his class. He boldly asserts that he
can perform greater miracles than Christ did
when upon earth and proposes for the moderate
sum of twenty-five dollars, to permit the sheriff
to hang him by the neck until he is ‘dead! dead!
dead! say for thirty minutes, and to be buried
six feet underground, hermetically sealed in a
metalic coffin for the space of two days and then
rise again. The hanging would afford him his
deserts, and we think it would be advisable to
risk that much on the chance of some aicident
j ridding the community of such a charactor.
| The citizens of Glennville, Alabama are in-
| dignant because the legislature refused to re-
j move the restriction on the sale of whiskey in
I that place. They claim that the law was passed
, before the war when they had flourishing schools
in their town. Now that the cause ofthe re
striction is removed, they want the benefit of
the whiskey trade that is enjoyed by other pla
ces. r
A tourist who combines business with pleas
ure speaks thus of his late travels in Mexico
and the curiosities he found there and brought
away: ‘A good sized god, with long ears and pug
nose, can be had cheap, although some of our
party paid high tor deities only six months old
that had been burnt and buried to give them
the aspeot of great antiquity.' n
Mrs. Belva Lockwood was employed to defend
a man who had committed an outrage on a wo
man, and had been sentenced at one trial to a
term in the penitentiary. She obtained a new
trial for her client and another sentenoe to the
penitentiary, with two years added to the first
one; and this teaches ns that Mrs. L. is either a
bad lawyer, or that she values the honor of wo
men more than that of her client
In Daadwood, a woman waltzed into a school
with pistol in one hand and and a cowhide in
the other, for the purpose of punishing the
teacher who had expelled her boy" Luok.ly for
the teacher, the woman knew as much about
flr l f~ 1 arn ? B M a oat . knows about Sunday, and
while she was trying to pull the trigger if the
oowhide, she was disarmed and elected , b g!
now taking shooting lesson* J ’ “* d “
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days, the Democratic party will be ruined The