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THE SUNNY SOUTH
Trie Woinaa.
BY OABKIBL BOBXTTI.
HBKSELP.
To He ■ sweetness more deiired than Spring ;
A bodily beauty more acceptable
Than the wild roae-tree’s arch that crown* the
Mi: , .
To be an e*ence more environing
Than wine’* drained juice; a music ravuhmg
More than the passionate pulse of Philomel
To be all this 'neath one soft bosom's swell
Thai 1* the flower of lifehow strange a thing!
How etrange a thing to be what Man can know
Buts* a iacred secret! Heaven’s own screen
Hidee her soul’s purest depth and loveliest glow;
Closely withheld, as all things most unseen,—
The wave Lowered pearl,—the heart-shaped
seal of green
That fleck* the snowdrop underneath the snow.
HER HEAVEN.
If to grow old in Heaven is to grow young,
(A* the Seer saw and said,) then blest were he
With youth for evermore, whose heaven should
be
True Woman, she whom these weak notes have
sting.
Here aud hereafter,—^choir-strains and tongue,—
bky-spaces of her eyes—sweet signs that flee
About her soul's immediate sanctuary,—
Were Paradise all uttermost worlds among.
The sunrise blooms and withers on the hill
Like any hiliflower; and the noblest troth
Hies here to dust. Yet shall Heaven's promise
clothe
Even yet those lovers who have cherished still
This test for love: in every kiss sealed fast
To feel the first kiss and forbode the last.
end it is not considered good sty le for young
lilies to remain away fiotn their chaperons
for any length of time. Neither is It consid
ered good style for a lady to promenade up
and down and around the ball room leaning
on the arm of her partner, to take one turn
through the rooms with her partner being in
better taste,
A young lady should be careful that her
partner does not hold her right hand upright
in the air when dancing, or bold it against
his left side, or move it up and down in an
ungainly fashion; neither should a young
lady permit her partner to assist her in hold
ing up her dress when dancing.
INTO AND OCT OF THE SUPPER-BOOM.
Ball-Room Etiquette.
IIImts to Young Ladles on Con
verwiition,
i. The Finessing of Foolish Maidens Re
proved: Those elderly maiden ladies who
shake tbeir heads over what they term the
vapid and silly conversation heard in the
ball room i-hould endeavor to recall the days
of their youth, and to recollect whether the
active exercise of dancing was conducive to
any thing but the most desultory of observa
tions, di.-joiuted sentences, questions and an
swers. A young lady, when asked to dance,
now seldom replies with ’*1 shall be very
happy." This phrase has disappeared m
company with “May I have the pleasure?’’
But she says very practically, accordingly
as to whether the applicant is in favor or not,
“Certainly; I am not engaged for this
dance,” or “I am afraid I have not one to
spare, except number fourteen, a quadrille,’’
or “I will give you a dance if you will come
for it a little later; I am engaged for the
next three dances. ’ To the question of “are
you engaged for this dance ?” some foolish
maidens reply that they do not think they
are engaged, at the same tune being thorough
ly aware they are not, and the young men
also are aware that the maidens are finessing
and averse to making the direct admission
that they are in warn, of partners.
I..—'Tact and Aplomb Recommended.—A
young lady with tact and aplomb escapes
from this dilemma by replying with great
readiness to this question, “1 am very glad
to Bay that I am not," which rejoinder is
flattering to the young gentleman, giving
him the impression that the young lady could
have been engaged for this dance and she so
pleased, but that she greatly preferred wait
ing for the chance of his asking her to dance;
she may or may not have been actuated by
this hope, but by some expression of pleasure
at not being engaged for the dance which is
at the moment asked for, she puts her part
ner on good terms with herself and himself.
HOW TO TAKE A MIDDLING HIGH FLIGHT.
When men well over thirty are among the
energetic waltzers they endeavor to talk
down to the level of their partners, and are
apparently content with the responses their
questions elicit, which questions aud answers
generally take the form of “Have you been
to many balls this season?” “No. I have
not been to many balls yet.” Or, “I suppose
you are very fond of dancing?” “Yes, 1 am,
very.” A series of questions and answers
such as these will last out a dance, unless a
young lady possesses sufficient animation
and esprit to prove to her partner that she
is not quite so insipid as he had supposed in
which case he would desist from this mild
form of questioning and take a rather higher
flight—not too high a one, lest he should
alarm her and cause her to consider him
eccentric; neither would she fly too high, for
fear of bis afterwards speaking of her as “a
very odd girl.” lhus a young lady, when
asked if she were fond of dancing, would per
haps say: “I like it very well, but there are
many things I like quite as much.” This
would give bar partner an opening for in
quiring as to what amusements pleased and
Interested her other than that of dancing,
when similarity of tastes might be discovered
and congenial ideas developed.
“TEA” AND “NAY” RATHER CHILLING.
Affirmatives and negatives close the ave
nues of talk, leading to nothing and nowhere.
When this form of reply is necessary, it
should at least be qualified by some additional
remark, which might possibly prove a handle
for further discourse. The “Yes, 1 am,” and
“No, I am not,” “Yes, it is,” or “No, it is
not,” or the “Yes, ldo,” or the “No, Ido not,”
form of re lies are as chilling as they are
brief and offer little or no encouragement for
making further conversational efforts. Any
of these replies, taking singly and qualified
even in an interrogative form, would be an
improvement upon an uncompromising af
firmative or negative.
Ball-room dialogues seldom soar above po
lite commonplaces relative to the occasion.
The ball room is essentially the place where
complimentary nothings are airily uttered
and blandly received; nothings of this calibre
for example: “This is our dance, I think,”
remarks a gentleman, o ffering his arm to a
lady; “you are not afraid of my being able
to pilot you through this crowd, are you?’
If she replies to this speech by an unqualified
negative of "No, not all,” her partner would
be under the necessity of casting about for
another opening; but if, on the contrary, she
were to say, “No, I shall believe in you un
til you prove that my confllence is mis
placed," a young gentleman, on so graceful
an admission could only say “that he was
S roud of the trust reposed in him,” and “that
e considered himself put upon his trial, as it
were,” and “that he was confident of being
able to steer his fair partner safely through
the crowded ball-room.”
THE SCYLLA OF FLIRTATION AND CHARYBDIS
OF FLATNESS.
Complimentary speeches and airy nothings
differ from legitimate topics of conversation,
and do no not admit of much strain being put
upou them; if continued beyond the moment,
they come dangerously near the region of
flirtation; and failing this, they become flat
and incipid, all the sparkling effervescence
having evaporated. Thus, were a lady in
the pauses or the waits to return to the Charge
by complimenting her partner on his clever
ness In steering her through the crowd, the
remark would lose its point, and her partner
would consider the speech fulsome and the
lady tiresome. If he wished for a compliment
on his performance, he would solicit suen
when the dance was over, when anything
flattering a lady had to say would be listened
with satisfaction. If a lady discovers tbat
her partner is a good waltzer, a neat way of
complimenting him would be to throw out
the suggestion that he had probably been
much abroad.
HOW TO DROP A BAD DANCER.
If, as is sometimes the case, a lady finds
that her partner’s dancing does not realize
her expectations, a polite way of making this
opinion known to him, so as to avoid wound
ing his amour propre, would be for her to
say: “1 am afraid I am not dancing your
step; we do not seem to get on well, do we?”
or “If you do not mind, I think I should like
to sit down; I would rather not take another
turn just yet;” or she might say: “What step
do you dance? I do not seem to have fallen
into your step yet.”
TOUNG LADIES MUST HOLD UP THEIR OWN
DRESSES.
A gentleman taking a young lady into a
supper should reconduct her to the ball room
as a matter of course: tbe fact of friends
joining her in the supper-room would not re
lieve him from this obligation. And tbe
same etiquette applies equally to a lady—she
would return to the ball-room only with the
gentleman who had taken her down to sup
per, unless she were engaged for the ensuing
dance, when her partner might come in quest
of her; she would then return to the ball
room with him.
DON’T ASK THE COMMITTEE FOR PARTNERS
The office ef “master of the ceremonies”
has long since become obsolete, and has not
been revived under any other title, and in
tro luctioas at balls are therefore made only
by persons themselves acquainted with those
whom they introduce to each other. Stew
ards of a ball do not make introductions,
even if solicited to do so by strangers attend
ing.
When a friend or acquaintance desires to
make an introduction, it is usual to ascertain
the wishes of the lady or the inclinations of
the ^e t e-nan before doing so, unless aware
that a lady is in want of a partner, or that a
gentleman is anxious to dance with some one,
and is indifferent to whom she might be.
Indiscriminately made introductions show
great want of tact on the part of the person
so making them. Fy the Author < F
“Manners and Tone of Good Society.”
Real to Them.
A writer of a story which takes hold of the
popular heart must himseif be sympathetic;
for it is as true in writing as in speaking tbat
he who would move others to tears must first
weep himself.
A friend met Thackeray while he was writ
ing “The Newcomes” one noon, just as be
was coming out of his bouse. Seeing that
the novelist’s eyes were red, as if he had
been weeping, he asked :
“What’s the matter, my dear fellow? Have
yon lost any relative?”
“I’ve just killed Col. Newcome,” said
Thackeray, again wiping his eye,” and I feel
as though I had been bnrying my father."
Readers of that most pathetic scene in
English literature where the noble colonel,
thinking himself back in tbe old school-room,
answer Adsum (present) to Death’s call, will
sympathize with Thackeray’s tears.
Charles Dickens used to say that his char
acters became real persons to him while he
was creating them. He laughed at their
pranks and wept over tbeir misfortunes. It
was long before he could bring himself to kill
“Little Paul,” in “Dombey and Son,” though
be knew he must. For as a critic said, who
saw that such a boy could not be carried in
to manhood. “If Dickens don’t kill ’Paul,’
‘Paul’ will kill Dickens.”
An incident associated with tbe dramatiz
ing of tbe “Christmas Carol,” shows the
tender sympathy of the author. Dickens,
while attending one of the rehearsals, noticed
that the manager had brought on the stage
a set of irons and bandages. He intended
them to aid in making the part of “Tiny
Tim,” the poor little cripple, more effective.
“No, sir, no,” interposed Dickens, taking
the manager aside. “This won’t dol Re
member how painful it would be to many of
the audience having crippled children.”
THE BACKWOODS.
FAMILIAR LETTERS.
Betsy Hamilton to Her CobsIb
Saleny—Betsy at the I'xpo
sition.
First Hay.
Letter No. 27.
It is usual for young ladies to return to
their chaperons after each dance or after
they have partaken of refreshment or supper
Hunting Buffaloes by Steam.
[Bismarck Tribune.]
The passengers on last evening’s train from
t! e Yellowstone had an experience exceed
ingly rare. When about two miles from
Sentinel butte, the dividing line between
Montana and Dakota, a herd of sixteen
buffaloes were seen a short distance ahead,
within easy rifle range. There were several
soldiers on board with army rifles, and num
erous small revolvers were also pointed to
ward the excited bison. A perfect volley of
lead was poured into the herd, but to no
effect. They bounded away over the divide
and were soon out of sight. The passengers
had no sooner begun a discussion of what
they had seen in years gone by than a danger
signal from the locomotive brought everyone
to the lookout. A herd of twenty or thirty
buffaloes were making directly for the train,
and fearing the engine would strike them
and be thrown from the track the air brakes
were set and the train nearly brought to a
standstill, while the buffaloes crossed tbe
track a few feet ahead. Every gun was
again levelled. Such excitement cannot be
described. Bullets flew in every direction,
some striking the ‘ground as near as ten feet
from the train, otners raising the dust a mile
distant. The train moved on slowly and the
volly of lead continued to pour from tbe
guns of the excited passengers. Finally the
mike cleared away, and the buffaloes could
be seen about half a mile away, trotting
along as unconcerned as if they had never
seen a railroad train. The disgusted passen
gers drove in their weapons and] spent the
rest of the day arguing as to the" probable
amount of lead that a buffalo will carrj be
fore he will weaken.
A lady tells of receiving a card in New
York which looked so untidy that she
asked the servant what he had been
doing with it, as three sides were evidently
freshly cut, and the fourth had a deep black
border. The man explained that the lady
whose card it was had herself mut la ted it.
When the hostess went down to see her vis
itor, a young widow, she playfully spoke to
her about the card. "Oh, yes,” cheerfully
answered the other, “I cut it in that way
after I got to the house, because when I took
it out I suddenly remembered that I had
come to tell you I am engaged to be married,
and I thaught it would look too ridiculous,
when I came oh that errand, to use a card of
mourning for poor dear Harry. After I cut
off three sides, I forgot the other.” It is con
jectured she was in the third quarter of her
grief, soon to be succeeded by a full honey
moon. bh wa wearing an expensive mantle
of heavy, black English crape, and said
mournfully: “How X wish I had known that
dear Fred was going to ask me to marry him
before I bought this. I could have saved $45
if I had known 1 was going out of mourning
so soon. And you know black crape is too
costly to throw aside; but then what’s the
use of keeping it, because, of course, it is’nt
like black silk, or anything in colors that you
can use with other materials. To put it away
might seem as if I was expecting to need it
again, and that would be horrid, you know,
just as if 1 were a regular female “Blue
Beard.”
Jim Webster was b ought before an An; -
tin justice of tl e peace. It was tbe same old
charge that used to bother him so much in
Galveston. After the evidence was all in.
the Judge, with a perplexed look, said—“L. t
1 do not comprehend, Webster, bow it wa-
possible for you to steal those chickens wbt n
they were roosting right under the owner s
window, and there were two vicious dogs in
the yard.” “Hit wouldn’t do yer a bit of
good, Jedge, for me to splain how I notched
them chickens, for yer couldn’t do it yerself
if ye tried it forty times, and yer might git
yer hide full of buckshot de bery fust time
>erpucyer leg ober de fence. De bes way
fer yer to do, Jedge, is fer to buy yer chick
ens in the market.”
The es-Fmpreas Eugenie is having eighteen
rooms added to her palace at Fambrougn.
One room is to be fitted up exactly like the
room occupied by her son at Camden Place,
and filled with relics. She probably got this
idea from a visit to Balmoral, where the
dressing-room of the Prince Consort is just as
he left it with his hat and gloves lying on the
table.
Atlanty, Ga., Nov. 1881.
Dear Saleny: In my last letter I writ
you that we’uns had got here to Atlanty but
we hadn’t been to the Exposition show.
Well we’ve been and seed it, and i can’t rest
tel I git to tell you about it. I couldn’t nigh
tell it all to you by mouth, much less try to
write it to you.
You and Jeems will jist have to come and
see it for yourselves. Tell Jim to come and
fetch you, if hit taken a mule and all your
sweet tat r crop to pay for it. This here is
the biggest town ever I seed; tbe most nouses,
the most folks, and the most fuss ever I hearn
at once’t, and all together, hit is enough to
run a body distracted, in particular them
tbats lived like me and Caladony aud them
in the hills tbar beyant Talladega, and
haint been no whars lately. The fust time I
went to Talladega I thought hit was the big
gest and finest place in the world; I was
afeard I’d git lost, but Caladony was along,
aud she wbs plum well a< quainted, so I helt
on to her hand all the time. But I tell you
Atlanty takes all the shine eff’n Talladega.
I’d be shore to git lost here. Caladony lowd
yistidy she felt like “a needle in a hay stack”
all day. and we stuck together, and never let
George Washington Higgins git a yard
from us.
George he gin a little lagged white boy a
barlow pocket-knife to keep with U3 and
show us whar to go. 1 felt plum foolish fol
lowin’ that tr.flin white boy all day, but we’d
a got lost shore if we hadn’t. He taken us to
wbar they git en the kars to go to tbe Expo
sition. Hit looked like ever feller was fur
bis self, and they’d er walked plum over us,
and a stomped us if we'd er stood thar and
let ’em, Lut George haint the man to do it;
he let ’em know right down we paid our
money and had as good a right tbar as airy
one of .’em, and wasn’t agwine to be run over
by none of ’em, nor take nothin eff’n ’em.
He told ’em who he was, and whar he was
from, and told ’em right dbwn he weren’t
ashamed er whar be come from nutber.
Some of ’em’s jist a standin’ around pickin
of a chance to steal things out’n your pocket.
I bad my money tied up in the red and yaller
check cotton handkercher Flurridv Tennes
see lent me, aud bit was stuffed down in my
bran new riticule maw made me out’n store
bought bed tickin. I helt on eo tight to it
they’d er had a bard time gittin of it away
from me.
The kars was plum crowded, but we
scrouged in, and taken a seat and sot down,
and was soon thar. But some er the men
folks had to stand up, and was a knockin’
and bumpin’ agin one another all the way.
All our gang was together; George Washing
ton Higgins and me, and Caladony and Lize
Monroe, and Miss Gooden, and Jeems Hazel’s
wife, and Gooden, and Zske Hooker. Zeke
never fetched Malindy, he lowd it taken too
much money, he thought he’d come and see
it all and tell her all about it. Hit looked
like all the gang was tryin’ to keep up with
George Washington Higgins. I was sorry
fur Gooden; he never bad been no whaiS and
he looked skeered, and plum wild out’n the
eyes, he was so feared he’d git lost, or Miss
Gooden would git away from him. I wanted
to tell him he ought to a put a bell on her
like we’ur.s done old “Blossom” when she
layed out three days away from her calf.
But Miss Gooden wasn’t as bad skeerd as
Jim Hazel’s wife, she held on to Miss Good
en, and never got er inch from her tel they
went to go inside thar at the gates thar at
tbe show grounds. They’ve got a curis kind
of a gate chat turns around like a wheel, and
hit jist lets one in at a time, and she was
obleegst to let go old Miss Gooden’s hand.
Miss Gooden started in fust, and she tried to
go too, but the man lowed “one at a time,”
then she yelled out, “Let me in, I'm gwine
longer er Miss Gooden. Wait sister Gooden,
don’t leave me fur goodness sake, and if I git
furgiveness fur cornin’ this fur from home,
I’ll never go no whars agin long as I live.”
Miss Gooden looked plum ashamed.
I was glad she was a followin’ Miss Gooden
instid er me. The fust folks we seed that we
knowd was the Turntine gals and Cindy Rob
erson. Soon as they seed us they come a
tearin’ towards us, and lowd “Come on, hit’s
monstrous easy to git loss here, don’t let’s
lose one another.” I seed Caladony was
mad, so I whispered to her and lowed, “If
hit’s easy to git lost, you kin jist lose her,”
fur I knowd she didn’t like nair one of ’em.
But hit was harder fur George Washington
to lose her than any of us, fur she’s allers got
heh cap sot fur him. But hit never taken
George long to let ’em know who he come
thar with, and who he was gw ine to walk
with, too.
We went to whar they call “the main
buildin ” and seed the machinery. Hit made
me plum giddy-headed, like crossin water,
and I couldn’t hardly stand still to see so
much work gwine on; so many big wheels
gwine around, and little wheels too, all run-
in’ so fast. They was doing a little of ever-
thing; makin’ wire for fences, even. I told
Caladony hit would save a sight er rail-split-
tin’. Wire fences was new to me. Then
they had a knittin machine. The gal tbat
was knittin told me bit jist taken four minits
and a half to knit a sock. I didn't believe it
tel I stood and seed hit done. I never ’low
to knit no more with needles. But of all the
sights the fast weavin tuck my time; hit
went so fast you couldn’t see the shettle; and
right thar side of hit was a ’oman weavin’ on
a common loom like our’n. Hit was put thar
to show the difference twixt the old way and
the new; but the old lady wern’t disheart
ened—she wove away like she’d git through
fust. They had a wheel thar too, pine blank
like maw’s old one in the loom’ouse, and a
spry lookin young ’oman was a spinnin as
hard as she could—looked like she was racin’
with them spinnin machines side of her.—
One was cardin rolls for tother to spin. 1
told Caladony I was agwine to set my old
loom and wheel and cards free when I went
back home. They had all sorts er dye-stuffs
thar to dye yonr thread any color you want,
and it was plum cheap too. They made soap
thar too in fifteen minits that hit takes Aunt
Nancy and maw all day long and part er the
night to git done—and they don’t pay no
’tention to the moon nutber. Hits worth the
show money to see ’em flllin spools with
store-bought sewin’thread.
Thar was the Williamantic, and the J. & P.
Coats, and the Clark’s O. N. T. all a workin
like the house was a fire. Airy one of ’em
made it fast and nice enough to suit me, but
every one loud his’n was the best, and all of
’em gin us a spool in a little box, and loud
“A01c don't use none but this.” Caladony
loud “They’ve done gin us somp er the
tother sort and we are mighty apt to use all
they choose to gin us.” That O. N. T.
machine taken up right smart er my time
watchin’ of it. Hit fills a spool full er thread
then hit cuts a knotch to fasten the eend,
drape that spool and picks up er empty spool
and staves ahead spoolin of nit like sumpen
alive. Gooden he taken out his pipe to
smeke, and George Washington Higgins
showd him whar it was writ “No Smoking,”
then Gooden lowd “Let me git outside, fur I
can’t do th’out my pipe fur nobody’s show.”
Well I reckin you did’nt low fur me to
tell you ail I seed in one letter, if you did
you'll be disappinted, fur I seed so much and
hearn so much hit will take me the balance
er my life to finish tellin you airter I see you.
Hit the biggest show ever I seed fur 50 cts.
I thought the circus at Talladega was a big
show, but hit were’nt nuebin sider this.
I've seed nigh about all, even to the side
shows, whar you pay 10 cts to git in, and
hits »11 good, but I’ll jist have to tell it to
you by piece meals, so I’ll <vrite again next
week, but I can’t nigh wind up without
telling you about some dishes I seed thar,
hand-painted chany, they lowd hit was.
They belt up one er the plates, and lowd hit
was 150 years old, and was worth $i5o. I
told ’em maw had some at home was’nt nigh
that old she’d sell fur a sight less money
than that. If I’d er fetched maw’s old
blue age fiowerdy dishes I could er sold
’em right thar for mour’n enough money to
pay my way. You and Jeems must come.
You ken larn more, bear more and see more
in 15 minutes than you ken in Binder county
all your lives.
Your cousin tel next time,
Betsy Hamilton.
BILL ARP
Oar ExcBrsleas, Corporation*,
Bail Railroad Hen.
There is a power of complaint about the
railroads—about the way they do on their
excursions to the exposition. I heard a man
say this morning that the passengers were
all jammed up together like a passel of hogs
The seats were all full and the alleys between
and folks had to sit in one another’s laps and
the excursion trains had to give way to all
other trains and wait by the roadside, and
they never got to Atlanta till away after
dinner, and they dident have but three hours
to stay there, and they dident see anything
hardly, and got back away in tbe night and
they were hungry and tired and there was no
cussin man and no place to sleep at the ho
tels and the atmosphere was so bad in the
cars the women like to have fainted, and one
woman hollowed for water and a man tried
to get her some, but tbe stand up folks were
so thick he couldn’t get to the tank, and
when he did he couldn’t get back, and when
he did get back they had jolted all the water
out of the dipper, and what they dident jolt
out she spilt it before she could drink it, and
wiiat she did drink run all over her new siik
dress,and it made her so mid she just would-
ect faint at ail and so on and so forth, and
he woulden’t take another excursion trai n
until the world come to an end
And he said he took his children down to
the show and while be was watching the girls
the boys got away and it took him two hours
to fiud ’em, and he didn’t find one of ’em at
all until he whistled and blowed, and so he
was worried mighty nigh to death and never
got to see the exposition at all, and the next
time he goes he is going by bimself, and take
a regular train if it does cost a little more,
for be is bound to see it and to see it all over
for it is the biggest show in tbe world.
Well, you see that was the first excursion
from this part of the country, and the rail
roads wasent quite ready and dident have
cars enough, and what they had were over
loaded and tbe bullgine couldent pull em,
and they got there too late, but things are
better managed now and nobody need to
hesitate about going on excursion days. Still
I thought it would be better for the railroads
to sell excursion tickets every day, for some
folks can’t go on tbe days assigned, and it
would avoid such crowds and such confusion,
but a railroad man told me they couldn’t do
it that way, for they couldn’t afford to carry
everybody at a cent a mile, and folks who
were not going to tbe Exposition would buy
an excursion ticket and sell it when they got
to Atlanta and cheat the railroads out of their
legal fare. For, says he, Mr. Arp, it is con
sidered no sin in this land of liberty for a
man to cheat a railroad. Travelers will
dodge their fare, and merchants will dodge
their freights, if they can; that is, most of
them. It is not one man in a hundred that
will pay the conductor if the conductor don’t
ask him for it. Human nature is a little
weaker in that way than any other, and I
reckon it is because a man is dealing not
with another man, but with a corporation
that, as Blackstone says, has got no soul It’s
a sort of a thing and not a human being.
When a man is dealing right square up face
to face with another man he is reasonably
honest, for there is a kind of business equal
ity, but even a church member won’t do his
part towards paying a church debt. Tbe
church is a thing—a corporation—and it Is
that thing that owes the debt, and that is the
least "why churches are always in debt.
Just so. Let a man fail in business and bis
assets get scattered or brought into court,
and most every man that owed him will try
to dodge and avoid payment. They will
plead offsets and credits and failure of con
sideration they never would have thought of
if the man hadn’t failed. Now. you see, these
railroads have to live and move in a kind of
warfare against the people, or el-e they
The war is going on all
property. Somebody told me that tbe man
who built the bridge at Ashtabula committed
suicide. Well, that was all the poor fellow
couli do by way of atonement and just the
same responsibility rests upon these railroad
men every hour in the day*
So there are two sidee to the case, and it ie
well enough for everybody to look at both of
’em. It’s well enough to abuse railroads a
little bit and praise ’em a good deal, for if we
don’t abase them they will get careless and
bigoty. Abuse is a good thing in its way. It
helps both sides. I never slandered a man in
my life that the reaction didn’t come, and 1
thought the more of him because I bad slan
dered him. It’s only a way that human na
ture has got of getting even with their own
shortcomings.
couldn’t live at all.
the time, but still it is a pleasant sort of a
war, and there are no guns or pistols in it.
Mankind have got to abuse somebody or
something, and they had rather abuse a big
thing than a little thing. They had rather
abuse a rich man than a poor man, or a great
man than a humble man—but ebove all they
had rather abuse a corporation, for they
can’t get mad or fight back.
Jesso. Well, I reckon there are two sides
to every case, and I heard a good old lady
say that she went down on that same excur
sion and had a good time—that they were
crowded a little and got there behind time,
but. she never did enjoy herself more and
consider her money so well spent. And I was
thinking how passengers behave sometimes,
for the other day a big fat feller leaned back
in bis seat and begun to read a newspaper,
and stuck his big feet upon the seat
by me, for I was sitting opposite, and
the back of my seat wouldn’t turn. One of
his shoes touched me, and I asked him to
please remove his feet from my seat and he
did it. Pretty soon be took out some cigar
ettes and asked me to have one, which I de
clined, and then he put up his feet again and
went on reading. I stood it awhile and then
asked him again to take his feet down, which
he did, and then I put my valise on the seat
and it wasent five minutes bofore he had his
big Scotch bottoms on top of the valise. ‘Look
here, my friend,” said I, “where are you
from?” And he said, “Meshagan,” and took
his feet down quick and apologized by saying
tbat when he was reading he sometimes for
got what he was doing.
And I baye seen men and women too spread
themselves like a setten hen all over a seat
and let passengers stand up. It looks like
that folks who demand the most in this sub
loonary world always get the most, and that
operates as a premium on impudence and
bad manners. One can see about as much
manners on the cars as anywhere, if not
more, and whether you know the people or
not you can spot their breeding before you
have traveled with them long. I have talked
with tbe conductors about this, and they
know. It takes a sight of patience for them
to get along. They have to act like every
body is honest aud a gentleman, when they
know they are not. They have to be as po
light as a Frenchman and as watchful as a
New York detective. There is no rest
for our poor Sanford Ball — t! e hon
est, faithful and serene man—who has
grown gray in the harness. I saw him
the other day in a great sorrow, and
as be moved along among the passengers tak
ing their fare they were gay and merry, and
9ome of them joked him as of old and he an
swered with a merry smile, but when he got
to me and I asked after his darling boy that
he has so often mentioned with a father’s
pride bis bosom heaved, and as he took irom
his pocket a photograph he said with a chok
ing grief, “He is dead; my boy is dead, and
I wish I was with him in heaven to-night.”
But there is no time to stop or to weep, and
Sanford must move on. What a fearful re
sponsibility is upon these raiiroad officials
and how much of kind consideration we
ought to have for them. There is Mr. Beards
ley, tire train dispatcher, who sits by bis tele
graph machine all day,and most of the night,
keeping time with the train at every station
—sending his messages continually along the
line so as to avoid collisions and to preserve
the lives of the unconscious passengers,
Freight trains, passenger trains, excursion
trairs, regular and irregular trains, all mov-
ine :o and fro with the speed of the wind,
and if Mr. Beardsley drops to sle°p or makes
a blunder, just think of the peril to life and
RANDOMNOTES
Annie Louise Cary has sold her house in
Portland, Maine, for $8,500
Two hundred requests for autographs are
received by Mr. W hittier every year.
A man of ninety-two is suing atDes Moines
for a divorce from a wife of eighty-five.
Rev. Dr. Storrs, after thirty-five years of
pastorate has been presented by his grateful
congregation with (35,000.
Jay Gould and C. P. Huntington have com
pleted the Texas Pacific railway, but Jeffer
son Davis originated the scheme.
When in Scotland, the Prinoe of Wales al
ways wears the kilt, only substituting velvet
for tweed, and modifying his “ brogues” at
dinner.
President Arthur sees every one that calls
and says that if any one takes the trouble to
call upon him he doesn’t see why he should
not see him.
Guiteau speaks of Mrs. Dulmeyer, his di
vorced wife as “ my ex-wife.” She is in
Washington as a witness for the prosecution
in the Guiteau trial.
Lieutenant D. A Lvle, who has dined upon
grasshoppers on the Western Prairies, recom
mends them as an article of diet, with a
pleasant nutty flavor.
The failure of Mis. Patti-de Caux Nicolini
is a signal one. She tried to gouge the peo
ple of this country, and found that they were
not fools, by a large majority.
Queen Marguerite of Italy is well versed in
American literature, Longfellow ranking
amqng her favorite poets, and Hawthorne
among her best beloved romance writers.
The attempt upon the life of the Italian
Premier, was puny but suggestive. There
are cranks iu Rome more dangerous than the
one who boxed Horace on the Via Appia.
A writer thinks the late Matthew Vassar
gift of $80,000 to found two chairs in Vassar,
which are never to be occupied by women, as
“an $80,000, to enable Vassar to reject tbe
gift with proper womanly scorn.
A famous California Indian named Teno-
coa, but baptized Francisco, has just died.—
He was a young man in 1769. when the first
friars landed at San Diego, and consequently
very much more than a hundred years old.
Madame the Marquise de Chambrun, the
great-granddaughter of Lafayette, has lived
in Washington for many years, but is now in
France. She is tall and very fair, with a
marked resemblance to the famous bust of
Antinous.
A young lady recently married at Edin
burg received as a wedding gift a piano that
had belonged to Sir Walter Scott and upon
which his two daughters took their music
lessons. It has only thirty-six notes and is
of the spinet form.
Mr. Mallock says in defense of his much
abused ‘Romance of the Nineteenth Century’
that “it is a study of the scientific atheism I
have so often already criticised and which I
have now tried to exhibit as bearing its pro
per fruit.
President Arthur, it is reported, will give
no permanent hostess to the White House,
but will, upon occasions of formal entertain
ment, invite the assistance of the wives and
daughters of members of the cabinet.
John W. Garrett has been elected President
of the Baltimore and Ohio railroad company
for the twenty-third time. A Baltimore man
who hem been thrown with eminent persons
says Mr. Garrett is the greatest man he ever
saw.
Richard Smith, editor and proprietor of
the Cincinnati Gazette, says: “ The capital
to be added to the South during the next two
years, employed in mining, manufacturing
and agriculture, will multiply the resources
of that section in an unexampled ratio.
The New York Sun advises a young man
wbo says that be bas invented a flying ma
chine to go to Washington and explain his
invention to Mr. Brady and Mr. Tyner and
their friends. A good many State prison
inmates would like to try such a mackine.
“Pharaoh’s daughter” has been discovered
among the mummies of Thebes. She is de
scribed as “a lady of rare beauty and exqui
site form, and so perfectly preserved as to
appear as if recently embalmed.” Her age
is uncertain, but it is believed that she is an
old maid.
Mrs. Jim Fisk comes before the pnblic to
testify that Jay Gould is a man of kind heart,
and that he has been her constant friend since
Prince Erie, who died bankrupt in morals
and property, left for another sphere of ac
tion. Mr. Gould is said to give away charit
ably about $20,000 per annum.
FOR LADIES ONLY'
Styles, Marriages, Anecdotes, Sociables,
Slanders, and General Gossip
About the Sex.
George Eliot’s grave in Highgate cemetery,
is always covered with floral offerings, and is
visited by persons from all parts of tbe
world.
The princess Beatrice has published a birth
day Dook, full of beautiful illustrations which
were designed and drawn by the princess
herself.
Mrs. Bonanzi Mackay is a'miserable wo
man, says the Boston Star. She owns the
largest saphire in she world, and can’t bay a
match for it.
The I ondon duckoo says that Mrs. Lang
try is going to the stage, and that the lady
herself is authority for the announcement
tbat in January next she will matoher debut
in New York.
An unmarried woman, if a good woman,
can always make herself happy; find innu
merable duties, interests, amusements; live a
pure, cheerful and usefnl life. So can some
men, but very, very few.—Miss Mulock.
Isabella T. Mayo was in tbe habit of saying
with a sweet, meaning smile, that “people
would be very glad to grow old if they real
ised the superior privileges of years, and tbat
growing old is not growing down, but grow
ing up.”
The higher caste women of India are not
permitted, when ill, to be attended by male
physicians, and the only medical aid they re
ceive is that which can be afforded by an old
woman of tbeir own race. Here is a capital
field for women doctors if they care to go so
far for patients.
To a pretty young girl Sydney Smith once
said: “Do you ever reflect how you pass your
life ? If you live to be seventy-two, which I
hope you may, your life is spent in the fol
lowing manner: An hour a day is three years;
this makes twenty-seven years sleeping, nine
years dressing, nine years at table, six years
playing with children, nine years drawing,
walking and visi ing; six years shopping and
three years quarreling.”
New Jersey produces some remarkable peo
pie and things, but it certainly has surpassed
itself in tbe production of Min Malinda T.
Jacobus. On tbe 25 h of last October she was
shot by a jealous lover, and 250 buckshots,
to say nothing of corset steels, entered her
body. Twenty-six of the shot have been ex
tracted, but Miss Jaoo: ms is not only alive,
but giving strong evidences of complete re
covery. A girl like that ought to make a
good wife.
The riding habits are much shorter than
they used to be, but quite as medest for black
cloth trousers coming to the ankle are worn
underneath the skirt, and this mode does not.
impede the motion of the rider, as did the old
style, with its very long and beevy skirt
weighted at the bottom. In consequence the
riding is better, and there were some ladies
present, who, it pushed to a profession, as far
as skill goes, could compete with the famous
riders Emma Stokes and Emma Lake
It would not be a bad thing for a leader of
fashion to have a cast of the Venus de Medici
in her dressing-room. Many of the dresses
worn this season by the beautiful women who
give the magic to society would not shame
the Yenus itself. A perfect drees, construct
ed upon a true artistic plan, wonld be beauti
ful even upon that perfect form. But put a
bustle on the back of Venns—takeaway tbat,
one of the most lovely curves in her whole
shape, the bend in her waist—and the Venus
is the Yenus 110 longer. The monstrosity of
the thing is apparent at onoe. Women want
flrstjof all, to please their admirers; and let
me suggest that if you men wree more unani
mous in preferring a beautiful effect to a
merely stylish one, it would make a greater
difference than anything else.
First—A lady with her* husband calling on
a lady and seeing her and her husband, leave
no cards. Second—a lady with her husband
calling on a lady and seeing her only, will
leave one of her husband’s cards for the gen
tleman whom they do not see. Third—A la
dy calling alone audjeeing a lady, will leave
two of her husband’s cards, one for the lady
whom she-visits, and the other for her hus
band. Fourth—A lady calling on a lady and
not seeing her, will leave one of her own
cards and two of her husband’s. Fifth—It is
“a barbarism” for a lady to send up a card
to tbe mistress of tbe house, and any well-
trained servant will suppress a card so sent.
This rule is repeated by the editress of The
Queen in nearly every number. S xth—Cards
should only be left on the table as the lady
out.
Dr. H. H. Steiner received a telegram Mon
day evening from Hon. A. H. Stephens, re
questing him to come on to Washington. Mr.
Stephens stated in the telegram that there
was nothing serious, but he wished his pres
ence, as he knew all about his case. Dr.
Steiner left for Washington yesterday morn
ing.
State Senator Burton, of Fort Bend Coun
ty, Texas, was formerly a slave in Virginia.
He was taught to read and write by his mis
tress, whom he afterwards rewarded by sup-
jorting her till her death, the war having
: mpnverished her, and sending her daughter
a check for a thousand dollars on her wed
ding day.
A pleasing incident in the development of
Western divorce is the establishment at
Floyd, Indiana, of a boarding-house for the
exclusive accommodation of couples desirous
of shuffling off the mortal coil of marriage.
Recently the house had twenty-nine inmates,
which is a little perplexing, unless we are to
suppose that one of the husbands was a Mor
mon.
The Bishop of Manchester affects to de
plore the sensationalism of Messrs. Moody
and Sankey. British theology, like British
humor, is sluggish and sober. But every man
should be free to fight the devil in his own
way. The English imp may be slain with
logic and orthodoxy; but the cis-Atlantic
fiend must be fought with short swords and
flying artillery.
The New York World is outraged at Dr.
Bliss being called upon to testify that there
was no mal-practiee, and adds: “Happily
the post mortem f lamination showed that
the very best tbat could be done for the Free-
dent had been done. At present it seems that
American surgery is.likely to come out of the
ordeal applied by the murderer of the Presi
dent in very much better condition than
American law.”
“Brick Pomeroy,” who went to Denver
City and made over $2,000,000 by specula
ting, is said to be broke again and to have
sold his weekly paper. Pomeroy went to
Denver with less than two dollars, and in lees
than one year thereafter he bad an income
on the sales of mining stock of $10,000 daily.
Frequently his daily mail brought him from
$15,000 to $20,000. All of this money has
gone into the mines, except that which he
has drawn in his extravagant operations.
The probabilities are that the Atlantic and
Pacific tunnel enterprise will, in another
year, place him on his feet again. It is well
known that Pomeroy has no bad habits,
neitber drinks nor gambles.
All who have seen a French wedding know
of a homely and fr< quently familiarly affec
tionate manner in wnich th eofficiating priest
delivers a little homily to the intending hus
band and wife. “It is from the bottom of
my heart, Joseph, that I congratulate you
upon the great step you are taking. It was,
indeed, sad to see you wasting youryouth in
a life of disgusting drunkenness. However,
ail is well that ends well, and it pleases me to
think that you have said good-bye forever
to the wine-shop. As to you, my poor Cath
arine, thank Heaven heartily that you have
been able, ugly as you are, to fiud a husband;
never forget that you ought,by an unchange
able sweetness and devotion without bounds,
to try to obtain pardon for your physical im
perfection. I repeat you are a real blunder
of nature. And now, my dear children, I
join you in matrimony.”
How to be Beautiful —Most people
would like to be handsome. AU cannot have
good features—they are as God made them;
but almost any one can look well, especially
with good health. It is hard to give rules in
a very short space, but in brief these will do:
Keep clean —■washf reely. All tbe slrin wants
is leave to act free, and it takes care of itself.
Its thousands of air-holes must not be closed.
Eat regularly, and sleep enough—not too
much. Tbe stomach can no more work all
the time, day and night, than a horse. It
must have regular work and rest. Good
teeth are a help to good looks, Brush them
with a soft brush, especially at night. Go to
bed with cleansed teeth. Of course to have
white teeth it is needful to let tobacco alone.
Washes for the teeth should be very simple.
Acid may whiten the teeth, but it takes off
the enamel and injures them. Sleep in a cool
room, in pure air. No one can have a cleanly
skin, who breathes bad air. But more than
all, in order to look well, wake up mind and
soul. When the mind is awake, the dull,
sleepy look passes away from the eyes.
At the bail given in honor of oar French
and German guests, blue seemed to be in the
ascendant, especially when mingled with an
other color, in tbe ladies’ toilets. Without
bruf quely assuming the tricolor, there was
possibly a desire to suggest it. Hence, many
white dresses trimmed with blue and deoor-
ated with bouquets of red flowers were seen
flitting about amongst the dancers. The up
per tiers of boxes afforded great opportunity
for enjoying tbe spectacular effect of tbe offi
cers’ uniforms, the tasteful floral decorations
and the brilliant costumes. A lady well
known in society a few years ago for the rare
beauty of her voice and her musical gifts was
elegantly dressed in black velvet, mingled
with blue satin and diamonds in profusion.
Anotberlady, descended from a distingu shed
Bretonne family on her father’s side, was
charming in white and blue, gaining at
the same time additional brilliancy from
the innumerable decorations of her cavalier,
the French Minister at Washington. The
effect of one costume, worn by possibly the
prettiest girl in the room, was made and not
marred by the very long black gloves. The
dress was of pale pink, fitting to perfection,
and, did the equality reigning in a republic
permit of such distinctions, to her of the black
gloves might properly be accorded tbe apple
of discord. On tbe whole, the ball will
scarcely be surpassed for interest daring the
coming season, and thedigoity and charm of
the Marquis de Roc ham beau, and the Paris
ian brilliancy and finesse of tbe Count de
Beaumont, descendant of Lafayette, will
not be readily forgotten.
If