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WASHINGTON CITY.
Reminiscences of Distinguishec
Public Men.
Iucidcnts VVIiirh Have Transpired at
the National Capital.
The Prince of Wales, Rembrandt Peale,
Thomas Henley, Mr. Justice
Washington.
NO. 25.
The Prince ol'M'itlcs.
The Prince of Wales, traveling incogni
to as Lord Renfrew, arrived at Washington
from the West in a director’s car on Thurs
day, Oot. 4, 18(10. tie was dressed in a foil
bine frock-coat, mixed pantaloons, black
silk hat and maroon colored gloves, and
carried a small cane. It was a beautiful
Antnmnal day, and the public grounds, re
freshed by the recent rains, never appeared
to greater advantage.
The prince and suite were received at the
station by Lord Lyons, and escorted to the
White Bouse, where he was the guest of
President Buchanan. The next day he vis
ited the Capitol, and on his return he held a
public reception. The East Room presen
ted one of the most brilliant assemblages
ever witnessed therein. There were mem
bers of the Cabinet and their wives; officers
of the army and navy in fnll uniform, ao-
oompanied by their ladies; ladies and gen
tlemen from Georgetown, Alexandria,
Prince George’s and Montgomery counties;
many ladies and gentlemen from Balti
more; whilst representations from Phila
delphia and New York were reoognized.
The Prince of Wales leans* 1 «*»s the nrtn of
the venerable President of the U'-ined States,
and on being introdoced a number of ladies
shook hands with the prince, whilst all
shook heartily the President by the hand.
The immense assemblage of intelligence,
beauty and fashion seemed to take his royal
highness by surprise. The ceremony of in
troduction under the vast pressure was con
tinued for half an hour, when the President,
with his yonng friend, changed position to
one of the parlors. The prince, in a low
tone, here remarked to Miss Lane that his
preference wonld be not again to be so
orowded. However, the President appeared
perfectly happy, and prevailed on the prince
to again take his arm and once more pass
throogh the bright galaxy in the East
Room.
At three o’clock, under escort of Hon. Ja
cob Thompson, Secretory of the Interior,
the prince and suite visited the Patent Of-
fl.tr. Subsequently with Miss Lane and
Mrs. Secretary Thompson, they visited Mrs.
Smith’s Institute for Young Ladies. The
prinoe indulged in several games at tern-
pins with Miss Smith and made excellent
rolling. In the evening there was a display
of fireworks on the President’s grounds.
On Friday morning the prinoe went to
Mount Vernon on the Harriet Lane, with
the President, the members of the Cabinet
and several prominent gentlemen. Arriving
at the Washington Arsenal the party were
welcomed by Major Ramsay, commandant,
and also with a national salute. At the
point designated for descending from the
carriages there was a carpet of red extend
ing all the way to the entrance on board the
steamer. Miss Lane was escorted by his
royal highness from the carriage to the
steamer. When alongside an officer ad
vanced and politely offered to Mms Lane a
magnificent bouquet. She playfully turned
to the prince and presumed it was intended
for him, bnt he gallantly dec ined, insisting
that the gift was for her ladyship, and she
accordingly accepted it. Aa the Prince
stepped ou board the Marine Band struck
np “God Save the QueeD,” which was well
and appropriately received. The Harriet
Lane, Capt. Faunoe, was in finest trim,
flags displayed, yards manned, eto. As the
gay vessel dropped off into the stream the
party were welcomed on board by another
national salute. The embarkation com
plete, the steamer departed in handsome
style, the weather bright aud balmy, and ail
on board had a glorious opportunity to be
hold one of the noblest and most pic
turesque rivers in the world. The attention
of the Prince was directed to the surround
ings—the Washington Navy Yard, the Gov
ernment Asylum for the Insane, on the left,
and on the right, to the Washington Na
tional Monument, the Observatory, Arling
ton, the Heights of Georgetown, eto. Then,
progressing to the venerable city of Alex
andria, with its shipping all gayly dressed,
'hey passed on down the stream.
The company was select and the conversa-
ion agreeable; the Prince participated with
youthful vivacity and affability; the time
passed almost imperceptibly, and ere they
were aware the steamer was opposite Mount
Vernon. Here she anchored in the stream,
and with the steamer’s boats in requisition
:be whole party r*ere safely landed on the
natform. The company at onoe proceeded
to the tomb of Washington, where a solemn
and impressive dirge was performed by the
Marine Band. Tne youthful Prince, as well,
indeed, as his royal associates, appeared fully
to appreciate the scene. Every mind was
deeply imbned with a sense of the greatness
of the illustrious Washington, and such was
the interest manifested by Lord Renfrew
that he received from the hand6 of a friend
several large horse chestnnts, and with his
own hand planted them at the tomb of
Washington. He then secured a parcel of
them, with the avowed intention of plant
ing them at Windsor as a memorial of their
interesting, ever-to- be-remembered visita
tion of that day. Tbeu the venerable home
stead, with every object of interest, however
email, the garden and grounds, were sur
veyed minutely until two foil hoars had
Miss Mary L. Booth, the accomplished
editor of Harper's Bazar, is engaged in the
translation of M. Lsboulaye’s fairy tales,
which will be published by Harper and
Brothers in the early Fall, in the shape of a
companion volume to L&bonlaye’s “Fairy
Tales of All Nations.”
passed. The signal for return being given, t
the whole party was agaiD conveyed to the
steamer, and all on board a most exqnisite
repast or dinner was presented and par
taken of with zest. The company, especial
ly the more youthful portion, and the Prince
apeended (he upper deck, when it w as agreed
unanimously that the entertainment should
be varied with dancing. This was com
menced in good spirit, when, on suggestion
of the Prince, the speed of the steamer was i
diminished “o as to prolong the time of ar-
rival in Washington. The vessel was then
merely allowed to drift along, >- hilst the
gay party above and the more sedate below
enjojed themselves to their hearts’ content.
That night the Piince dined at the British
Legation, and after dinner the attachees
took him to see some of the shadows of
Washington life. Ou Sitnrday the Prince
bade farewell to his hosts and embarked on
the revenne entter Harriet Lane for Aqnia
Creek, where he took oars for Richmond,
Va.
Rrmhrandt Peale.
Rembrandt Peale visited Washington dur
ing the Pierce administration, and greatly
interested those who met him with his rem
iniscences. His birth took place while his
father, Charles Wilson Peale, was in Wash
ington's camp at Valley Forg •*, After the
war of the revolution, and wl ie Washing
ton was a resident of Philadelphia, Charles
WilsonPeale painted several portraits of him.
Young Rembrandt used to pass much of
his time in the studio, aud in 1786, when the
best of the portraits was painted, he stood at
the back of his father’s chair watching the
operation. In 171)5, when he was bat seven
teen years of age, ne had himself beoome a
good painter, and Washington then honored
him with three sittings of three hours each.
The young artist, who was naturally timid
and Dervons in suoh a presence and at each
a work, got his father to begin a portrait at
the same time aud to keep the General in
conversation while the work went on.. The
study of Washington's head then painted by
Rembrandt Peale was loDg kept by him,
and it served as the basis of the great por
trait of him which he afterwards painted,
which was pronounced by contemporaries of
Washington tne best likeness ever taken of
him. It whs exhiniiel to admiring orowds
in Europe and the United States, and in
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Government to be hang in the United States
Senate Chamber. Among the treasures of
Mr. Peale were the orginal letters bearing
testimony to the fidelity of this portrait
from Judges Marshall, Washington, Peters,
Tilghinan, Cratch, Charles Carroll, of Car-
r <llion, Bishop White and numerous other
friends and associates of Washington.
Thomas Henley’.
Mr. Henley—or, as every one called him,
Tom Henley—of Indiana, followed a spread-
eagle speech by Patrick Tompkins, of Mis
sissippi. He had been told that there lived
in the South a plain, honeBt, straightfor
ward, independent planter (Mr. Robert W.
Roberts) who had a seat on this floor at the
last Congress; that in the canvass when run
ning for re-election, the gentleman who op
posed him went on to the stamp and told
the people: “Gentleman, your purpose is to
select the individual most competent to give
yon character and weight in the Honse of
Representatives—in the national oonnoils.
An individual, in order to maintain himself
there, should be possessed of oratorical
power; should be an able speaker, a good
debater. You have Mr. Roberts and myself
both before you; when yon have heard us,
you will be able to deoide which of us shall
be able to make the beet oratorical display
before the Congress of the nation. We snail
make an exhibition of our talents in that
respect to-d»y, and you will deoide accord
ingly.” That exhibition was made (said
Mr. H.); the result was, the eloquent gen
tleman who had the “oratorioul” powers
beat the honest, straightforward planter and
took his seat upon this floor; and in pur
suance of his plan, Mr. H. supposed, had
made the display of his speech to give char
acter to himself aud to his constituents.
The House had heard it, the country had
been informed of it, and what did it amount
to ? He wonld not be disrespectful to the
gentleman from Mississippi: bnt, in all good
humor—as the geutleman was fond of hu
mor, and quoted from Shakespeare and
other high authorities—he would say it
amounted to but little more than the hollow
sounding of an empty cider barrel, drained
of its contents in the “ooon” canvass of
1840. We read of olden time that the “asses
suiffed np the east wind.” A minister onoe
asked his footman what be oonld infer from
that aooonnt ? After some deliberation be
replied that he should infer that “it wonld
be a loDg time before they wonld grow fat
upon it.” So, if this gentleman's constitu
ents expected to “grew fat” upon this ora
torical display, they had as little prospect of
it as had the asses of old from the east wind.
Mr. Justice Washington.
Mr. Justice Washington, who inherited
Mount Vernon where bis remains lie in
terred near those of his illustrious uncle,
George Washington, was a small, insignifi
cant-looking man, deprived of the sight of
one eye by excessive study. He was a rigid
disciplinarian and a great Btiokler for eti
quette, and on one occasion sat for sixteen
hours without leaving the bench. He was
also a man of rare humor. One day, as the
judges were disrobing, after having heard
Senator Isbam Talbot, of Kentucky, argue a
case with extraordinary rapidity of utter
ance, he remarked: “Well, a person of
moderate wishes could hardly desire to live
longer than the time it would take Brother
Talbot to repeat moderately that four hoars
speech we have jast heard.”
The stories about Prinoe Bismarck’s fail
ing health are pare inventions. He hss re
ceived great benefit, from the treatment
prescribed by Dr. Sohweninger, and is now
in evident robast health. He is seen in pub
lic comparatively little, leading an entirely
retired life, exoept when attending to offi
cial matters.
MRS. HANNAH MORE,
r-
Author of “Coelebs in Search of a Wife."
SIDNEY LANIER.
A Beautiful Tribute to this Georgia
Poet.
The Honorable N. E. Harris, of Macon,
Georgia, in his recent able and highly com
plimented address before the Alumni of the
State University on “Success and Failure’ 1
paid the following handsome tribute to tbf
genius of the lamented Sidney Lanier. Al
luding to success through difficulties, he
said:
“Bnt time would fail me to mention all
the names that illustrate this troth. Suffer
me an instance near home. On the banks
of the Ocmnlgee river, in the quiet little
eity from which I come, was born in Febru
ary, 1842, one destined to take rank in the
forefront of America’s greatest geniuses.
The youth of the boy gave little indications
of the power that slept in his sonl. Edu
cated a lawyer, admitted to the bar, he
practiced his profession for a few years,
when the dread scourge of his family, con
sumption, seized on his frame and forced
him to abandon his chosen work. While
seeking to regain his lost health and pressed
by want of means to support himself and
family, be resolved to torn his attention to
literature. Poor as he was, obscure, almost
friendless, with a fatal disease threatening
his life, he yet had the courage and the will
to essay the difficult task of conquering a
name among (that most exclusive of all the
literari) the poets of the world. He boasted
no proud lineage to aid him, no cross or
decoration glittered on his breast; nc pat
ent of nobility accredited him to the world.
He oonld olaim no traveled erndition, no
polished university training; he was only a
Southern boy—a Georgian at that—and yet
in that poor boy’B soul was the fire of as
grand a genins as ever lighted the torch on
the altar of Fame’s eternal temple.
The story of his life is stranger than a
romance of ancient days. He suooeeded,
too. He conquered poverty, he conquered
less and less day by day. as he felt bis foot
steps near the grave with dread, relentless
certainty, as be sang of green fields and
rnnniDg streams, quiet meadows and smil
ing hillsides, of ro°y jonth and bounding
health, of mnsio and lsngbter, as though he
spread bis thin, white hands above his peo
ple’s head, and longed hr immortality. Out
of his Bufferings came his success. His
oountrymeu, reading his verse, shall find
their cwn hopes pictured there. For them
each year his thoughts shall be renewed in
he bleseings of the eorn; they shall bear
bis voice again in the murmur of the moon-
tain streams; they shill feel his spirit near
in the whispers of the winds, see his face
reflected in the pearl-tinted skies and catch
AN EXCITING BEACH SCENE.
How an Injured Wife Interfered With
Her Recreant Husband’s Dip in
the Sea.
Among the batbera in the snrf near the
foot of Georgia Avenne to-day, says an At
lantic City special of the 22d inst, to the
Philadelphia Press, was a lanky man, no
ticeable for his unusual height and wearing
a bathing suit that flapped its folds around
its spare and bony form as a flag might ourl
his great heart’-throbe in the ro^hty waves | * t9elf aronnd a P° le ’ = e was ^ompanied
• hat beat their everlasting tattoo on our ! by a remarkably pretty woman of 28 or 24
Southern shores. Poet, musician, bisto- ; years of age, whose bright blonde tresses
rian l Sidney Lanier, the chaplet is weaving j hn j , ove r her BhapeIy shoulders,
for thy brow. In thine own words thou bast * , . , ... ’
written, and the poetry is good, “And the ■ an< ^ w ^° approached the breakers with snoh
hearts that need it in the world, they shall j a show of trepidation that the spectators
find it”—never fear. J laughed at her timidity and concluded that
»***** j she was a rural belle who was taking a dip
A SWINDLING SWEDE. j in the ocean for the first time in her life.
j The man was atleast fifteen years her senior,
Capture of a Const who Played Ten' bot he kicked hi9 lon s BhankB abont
1 the hilarions jay of a boy, aud sought every
opportunity to clasp the hands and waist of
his companion.
While they were splashing in the water
. .. . , * i they were approached by a very fat woman,
cities of the country, says a Milwaukee spe- , w her waist under her arms, who, without
Pin with Bottles of Champagne.
An eccentric person called “the Count,’
known in certain circles in all the larger
obscurity, be conquered disease, he conquer
ed adverse destiny and by his own true, will
and gen ions lifted himself into the company
of the world’s prinoes of thought, and made
a name and a fame for himself that oannot
die. Critics and literary men have already
aooorded him a position among the first in
American literature and no thoughtful or
candid student can rise from the perosal of
his works without the criticism that his
name is destined to live as long as poetry
and mnsio keep their places in the human
heart
For only six short years his labor lasted,
yet into that time was orowded a struggle
suoh as was never paralleled in the history
of human endurance. He went ont from
our midst almost unnoticed, yet the light
nings were scarce swift enough to bear back
the record of his triumphs. His bodily ills
were forgotten when men saw him throw-
idg into the syllabled sweetness of our moth
er tongue the mnsio which his grand soul
oanght from the diapason of nnseen harps,
strong by the inhabitants of those bright
spheres, perhaps, where mnsio is the oom-
mon language of the people.
Lack of bread for his children was the
fear that haunted his wasted heart. Gods 1
how he straggled 1 And the grim oonscions-
nees crept upon him day by day that be
nursed in his frame a disease that was wear The Boston Herald estimates the strength
ing his life ont. As he felt his blood distill of the New York Independent Republicans
drop by drop, as he felt his strength grow ho will vote for Cleveland at 40,000.
cial to the Cincinnati Times-Star, is under
arrest at Waukesha/ The charge against
him is swindling a bank in Stockholm,
Sweden, ont of a large snm of money. Elis
life for five years past has been one contin
uous round of dissipation. No one has ever
discovered the history of “the Coant,” bnt
it is believed that his family name is Eck-
hart. His first notable appearance in this
country was in Kansas City, where his as
sociations and lavish expenditures attracted
the attention of the people. Inquiries were
made, and the Swedish Consol at St. Louis
said he was all right as far as known. He
had a habit of spending $1,000 or more for
wine in a single week.
He was arrested in St. Louis when dis
covered using bottles of champagne for ten-
pina in playing that game. Tbey oonld not
conviot him, and he was released. He drift
ed baok to Kansas City, and was arrested on
some trivial charge, and when fined pulled
out a wallet containing $10,000 and squared
up with the oonrt. Next he appeared in
Milwaukee, and created a sensation by
throwing several thoasand dollars around
the street One day he disappeared myste
riously, and several days afterward it was
learned he had swindled a Stockholm bank
ont of about $300 000, and be had not been
arrested, as his relatives promised to settle.
They failed to “square” his account, and he
was arrested. He is a small man, his weight
being probably about 125 pounds, and be
has a pale, melancholy oonntenanoe. which,
iD his rare sober moments, wonld lead the
observer to believe he might be a theologi
cal stndent in disguise. He will be taken
baok to Stockholm.
a word of warning, brought a heavy hand
down full on the back of the pretty bather,
and followed up her attack with another
and others that struck the face, neck and
breast, and caused her to scream with fright
aud astonishment. In a moment, however,
the blonde recovered her senses, and a
pitched battle ensued, and there was a halo
of flying arms and disheveled hair for abont
five minutes.
The man was too dumbfounded to be of
much assistance, and the little effort that he
did make to disengage the fighters was re
warded by a slap in the face from the oorpu-
lent female with a hand like a roan.
When the young woman with the golden
hair fled from her combatant her face was
scratched and her clothing torn half way
down the back. She made directly for the
bath house, two squares farther up the
beach. Then the other female devoted her
attention to the man. who was beginning to
look very sheepish as the crowd gathered
abont him and listened to the emphatic
abuse of the thoroughly aroused and exoited
woman.
“Joe Somers, yon are a beast, that’s what
yon are, and I’ll—”
“Oh, shut np, oan’t you? Gome away
from here and I’ll talk this whole thing
over,” he interposed. “You’re wrong—dead
wrong, I tell yon—”
“Oh, don’t you try to lie ont of it. I’ve
oanght you and yon can’t fool me again.
I've been playing fool long enough.”
“Say, now, oan’t you keep quiet? I’ll ex
plain the thing to you if you’ll eome away,”
he said, as he edged out of the ring the
erowd bad formed. She did go with him,
bnt he Blipped her at the bath honse, and
half an hour later she was inquiring of a
policeman whether a tali man and a blonde
creature had been seen together ooming
from the bath boose.
Joe Somers’ pretty companion is one of
Bedford Karl, of New York, attempted ' the ™ 0Bt notorious women here, who, with
suicide with a large a large navy revolver another woman, is gaining a livelihood by
BILL ABF
because his wife refused to go for a pitcher
of beer.
securing lambs for a gambling honse. Mr.
and Mrs. 8omers are represented as being
from Frankf ord.
King John, of Abyssinia, has sent Queen
Victoria an elephant as a token of amity.
On tke Negro.
I was riding along on the railroad the
other day when we stepped at a station 8nd
a colored “6cnrshion” got on and settled
down , all around me. They were well
dressed and well behaved, bnt when the con
ductor came along after tickets two of them
had no tickets and no money. He stopped
the train in the woods and put theme ff. I
was sorry for the rascals, for they did want
to go so bad. I asked some of the orowd
why they dident lend them some money, and
they Ehowed their pearly teeth and said:
“We knows dem niggers; dey nebber pay
back. Dem nigger’s like a broke bank—
dey owes eberj body now. Dey just trjin*
to slip and slide along, tink de conductor
no find ’em. Yon know, boss, dar is always
some.sheep amoDg de goats.” Well, there
are, and sometimes I think the darky ex
pressed it right, though he dident mean it.
There are a power of goats in this sublu
nary world, and if it was not for a few
sheep scattered, society and saw and order
wonld be in a bad fix.
But I like the nigger. I like him better
than I did ten years ago. I can look back
and remember what he was soon after the
war, and I sm satisfied he is improving.
He works better and is more respectful. He
has almost quit politics and settled down to
his natural condition. I don’t know so well
abont the towns and cities, bat the country
niggers are doing very well where they are
mixed np with white folks in the right pro
portion.
Most negroes are good Datnred, and love
to depend on the white man, bnt the white
man must treat them fairly and kindly, and
act like he was not only a master but a
friend. The negro is conscious of his infe
riority and ie content with it. Hp likes a
WsjrdBiWr’ffitnr aVoaUTWAo niuAeif on
an equality with him. The white man was
born to oommand and the negro knows it.
The white man ranks him, and rank is a
thing reoognized and submitted to every
where, and has been in all ages, and it is
right. Rank is the safeguard of the social
oirole. 1 rank some folks and some folks
rank me, and we are all happier and feel
more at ease in our own circles than in
those above ns. I was onoe invited to a
party in a fashionable city, and there were
distinguished gentlemen there and splen
did ladiee, and I pnt on my very best beha
vior, and after while a lady friend oalled me
ont on the verandah and laughingly told
me that the hostess, a lovely and accom
plished lady, said to her : “Oh, my dear, I
do feel so much relieved, for I dident know
Mr. Arp and was afraid he was rough and
common, and wouldn’t know how to be
have in this elegant company, bnt I find
him to be a perfeot gentleman.” Yon see
they ranked me and 1 knew it, but I came
out pretty well. When I told Mrs. Arp
about it she said: “Well, 1 don’t wonder
at it, for you write so much foolishness the
people who don’t know us think we are all
oraokers.” Then she looked away off, and
added : “Bat I don’t care. I know what
you are, and it’s nobody’s business. We
can have gentlemen here as well as there.
Some folks don't know a gentleman when
they see him.” “But yon do, my dear,”
said I. “You bad that knowledge away baok
yoDder, and that is the reason yon ”
“Never mind that now,” said she; “that
will do. The best of us are mistaken some
times.” And she resumed her work.
The negro is a good invention, and he
will continue to be good as long as he is a
negro. When they try to set him up with a
hifalntin education and make a white man
of him. he becomes a new creature and a
public nuisanoe. The colored oollegee are
turning out a smart set every year, but
where are they and what are tbey doing ?
The men are vagabonds and the women
are—well, ask anybody who knows. A man
said to me not long ago that the fact that
the negro was capable of a high order of
education was proof enough th *t they ought
to have it. There was an eduoated hog ex
hibited in Rome some years ago, and he
oonld spell yonr name with cards and tell
the time of day on a watch. Bo I suppose
we ought to set up all the hogs in a school-
honse.
Now, the negro is a distinct creation of
the Almighty, and has original traits and
instincts, as all the unmixed nations have.
He loves the present good, and has no mor
bid desire to accumulate riches. Unlike the
white man, he rarely cheats or swindles
anybody. Cheating, swindling, overreach
ing and deceiving are the sins of our raoe—
the foundation of all the civil suits in onr
courts—but the negroee don’t do it. They
are more sinning against than sinning in
that regard. The white man will steal on a
large scale if he is mean enough to steal at
all.
The more he gets the better satisfied he is.
But the negro wont. He wonldent rob a
bank. If be fonnd a pocket book with a
big roll of money in it he wonld take it to
some white man; bnt he will pick np little
things like a ohioken, or bushel of oorn, or
a dollar, or a breastpin with a serene and
peaoefal oonseienoe. Small pilfering is the
extent of his capacity and the extent of his
inclination. When a darkey finds a hen’s
nest and brings me half the eggs I thank
him. When onr cook bides away a little
flour Mrs. Arp shuts her eyes and Bays noth
ing, for it harts their feelings so bad to be
accused when tbey are guilty.
Bat for hard work, contented work, hum
ble work, who oonld take their plaoee on the
farms and on the drays, and the steamboats
and the railroads? Who wonld do the white
man’s bidding with so little murmuring and
so mnoh cheerfulness? The negro isstill an
important factor in oar southern homes and
southern industries, and I hope be will re
main. He is grafted on to the southern
tree. Other nations bare been transplanted
and live and prosper. The Jews, like the
missletoe, fasten and feed upon every
tree, bot tbey have preserved their habits,
their religion, and their nationality. Then
let the negro alone. My faith is that a wise
Providenoe will take care of him and us.
H6TINCT
FRBrc