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i j j I VOL. X. J. H. & VY. B. SEALS };£££££& ATLANTA, GA., AUGUST 2, 1884, Terms In Advance.! One Year 99 50 Single Copy So NO. 462 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 _ t * - -'O-.-hoeai 1 fiT> ---* .*;/• 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