About The sunny South. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1875-1907 | View Entire Issue (April 2, 1887)
i VOLUME XII.—NUMBER 594. ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY MORNING, APRIL 2,1887. PRICE: $2.00 A YEAR IN ADVANCE. i Snaking Across the Bloody Chasm. THE FLOWER OF FAME. ■D. OOOLBT. At morn a bod, Mims Ihut.i, still dampened br tbe morning dew, Alee promise of a beauty pneorpanad, And lay upon the altar of onr view She possibilities tbe future may At noon a full blown rose, Wtsee fragrance, which It scatters oa Ihs air, Is eqetled only by Its loyellness. Che model which the artist paints with ears. And tbe never-dying substance of the poet’s song. At night a faded flower, Whose withered leaves are trampled Into dnst Unheeded by tbe busy passer-by; Woose perfnme, which was borne by every gust, is lost amid tbe tempest of tbe night. And so with fame. At mom *tts brightened by hope’s fairest dreams, To bloom Into reality at noon; At eve tbe son’s refilgent beams Find but the ashes of ambition’s flame. 6EN. EWING’S ADDRESS When Virginia Sits at the Head of the Table, Ohio Claims a Seat as one of the Family. Editor Sunny South:—On the 22nd of Feb ruary 1887, the first annual dinner of the Southern Society of New York City, was giv en. In an address to the distinguished guests, general Thomas Ewing said: “Ohio and her sister States of the Northwest are prond and A CHAEITY SHINE. The Dirty Faced Bootblaok and His Conversion.—See Engraving. Editor Sunny South: Several years ago whilst I was staying a few months in San Francisco, I became acquainted with a very ragged, dirty faced boot-black, who for that reason was not allowed to come into the hotel where I wa* a guest, but to whom I gave a charity shine on tbe street corner near by whenever I chanced to meet him there. One day he drifted into the office of a friend of mine where it was my custom to spend sev eral hours each day, and hef ire he went away we had entered into an agreement that he was to call each day and earn the price of a shine. As 1 have said he was a ragged dirty faced boy apparently 12 years of age; he was au ex pert at smoking and chewing tobacco, and could swear about as fluently as such boys us ually can; and save his miserable appearance and the sad dreamy expression of his large eyes, he possessed no means of appeal unless it was, the old curbstone invitation “Shine ’em up Mister?’’ which is more likely to drive away a customer than to win him. When he had been coming to the office about a week be became quite talkative and I was surprised at the real friendship that had Bpru.ng up between us, very unexpectedly to me; but yet it was true I had learned to feel sorry for the unfortunate boy, and he was bright enough to perceive this, and grateful enough to render as many additional acts of kindness as was in his power to do. And thus I learned that he possessed a good kind heart, and I loved him for it. I had not forgotten my own boyhood when it seemed no bright days would ever dawn for me. His presence recalled to me times in the past when I would have undergone almost any sac rifice to have gained a kind word or a friend— bnt alas this world is cold and the people in it are too apt to regard misfortnne as the result of willful dissipation or idleness, or any of a score of other reasons they may assign, and so I had lived away the years in dreary solitude that should have been the happiest of my life; and now when I had grown to be a man, and read anew the bitter pages of my early life’s history in the pale and haggard features of the little wanderer I was sorry for him, and I loved him, not because he was a poor outcast but be cause he was a brave boy who was not afraid to live and work, even though he found the race of life the tiresome journey the friendless orphan only can. One day when he had stopped to talk awhile after finishing his task, (as he always did now when I gave him the slightest encouragement) I asked him why he wasted his scanty earn ings on such a foolish practice as the use of tobacco instead of saving his money to pur chase comfortable and respectable clothing ? He could not tell me why unless it was the custom nf “the bnye” to sj—<3 ail the’r -an -i- iogs, and as it was the universal practice to WASHINGTON CITY. ! PERSONAL MENTION. THE BOOTBLACKS.-See Article in Another Column. MAUDE A. HARRIS. T.appj to be lemembereJ of ‘-heir kinship with Virginia. When Virginia sits at the head of I smoke, he smoked too; but, said he, bis hon- fche table Ohio claims a seat as one of the fam- e8 *' face brighter and fairer than I had ever ily. Gentlemen, the North craves a loving and lasting peace with the South. It asks no humiliating concessions. It recognizes as the eause of the war, the Constitutional question of the right of Secession, which question had neither a right side nor a wrong side to it. Our forefathers simply evaded the question in framing the Constitution. They left the ques tion in the lap of the gods. Now, the Northern people are not so mean, fanatical or foolish as to oomplain of the South that it believed then, and believes now, that it had the right side of that question.” Now, Mr. Editor, I Dill not dwell upon the novelty of a Southern Society organized in the city of New York, nor accuse any section of fawning or acting the part of tbe sycophant, making, ui consciously, repeated concessions, b«t will simply point to conclusions on® must some to when reading General Ewing’s ad dress. He says the question had “neither a right side nor a wrong side to it,” that it was a mere matter of dispute in regard to interpretation, and that the Constitution sat mum, as it were, without protest, and witnessed the dtsperate struggle between the sovereign States for a final setth ment. If this be true, the query naturally arises, Then by what power does the Constitution derive its right to sanction the taxation of our half of the country to support the expense of pensions granted tbe other half. If war was the only means to a final settle ment, no distinction should be made between those of different sections who made the so lution of the question possible. If there was no right nor wrong side why such unjust discrimi nation? From such a standpoint who can be able to justify the liberation of the slaves, the accu mulated labor of our fathers, without compen ■ sation. I contend that there was a wrong aide. Yea; the ashes of a thousand happy Southern homes, the liberation, by force of arms, the inheritance of the widows and or phans of the South sufficiently testify to its monstrous wrong. Gen. Ewing says: “Surely with the author ity of Jefferson and Madison in favor of the Southern view, and Washington and Hamilton in lavor of the Northern view, each side can admit, at least, the sincerity of the other.” Had the North recognized these principles of justioe, here indicated, there conid have been no war. Invasion of Southern homes would have been impossible. With such palpable moral inequalities apparent in the acts of all conoemed, how can one but observe the grace ful attitude the South poses before an admir ing North, who modestly approaches with many kind and loving words of reconciliation. I love the noble-hearted South and glory that my lot with her is cast, and as year by year I witness her encroachments upon tbe sympa thies of an admiring North, I exclaim with Gilmore Sims: “Oh, the sweet South, the sunny, sunny, South, Land of true feeling, land forever mine; I drink the kisses of her rosy mouth, And my heart swells as with a draught of wine.” Fr.oRP.ycR M. Scott. Hot Springs, Ark. “The Blue and the Gray.” The G. A. R. Posts and Confederate Camps (old soldier social and benevolent organiza tions) of Chattanooga, Knoxville, Atlanta, Birmingham and other Southern cities pro- vxwe visiting Cincinnati about the latter part of May. The Grand Army “boys” and resi dent ex-Confederates of the city and vicinity have joined hearts and hands for the purpose of giving their visiting comrades and friends a right royal welcome. Meetings of the gen eral joint committee are held every Thursday evening, and arrangements already well under way give promise of one of the most pleasant and interesting affairs that has ever occurred here. It is expected that not only the “old sol diers,” of both sides, but their friends gener- ally will come and see what their Cincinnati comrades can do in the way of entertainment when we spread ourselves. As the matter is of more than local signifi cance we shall give full details in our March and April issues.—Cincinnati Artisan. seen it, “If you say quit, it’ll be quit ’ith me; you’re the only man that ever talked to me like I was a boy, an’ I like you bettern any man I ever see, an’ I’ll do anythii g you tell me to, coz I know it would be proper, an’ I don’t want to be any wurs’n I kin help, for I know that’s mighty bad at best.” I could not help it, I took the boy by the hand for I knew it was an honest heart that prompted such determination, and I was prouder then of the little outcast’s grasp than I could have been if the greatest dignitary in the whole world had condescended to pay me that tribute of respect. And when I raised my eyes to his aDd saw the big tears trickling down his cheeks I was carried back to boy hood again and shed again the tears of grati tude that is the sweet relief to an overcharged heart. Yes, I was a boy again, and we stood there hand in hand, two of life’s unfortunates upon whom the world had stamped the heartless name of wanderer. He told me he could just remember the death of his mother, "and my father,” said he between his sobs, “was killed in the war. ’Twas when my mother died and I had no friends, that I wandered away from our once happy home, far from here, away off in Geor gia. Please don’t be angry with me for cry ing, ’tis the first time I have cried since at mother’s grave, and I tried so hard to keep from it, sir? but I could not help it, indeed 1 couldn’t.” I knew he could not help it, and I knew too that there was no surer sign of a noble, gen erous heart; so, unperceived, I walked away and left him sobbing like an innocent babe. That evening I busied myself searching for some suitable employment for him, and as I was known in that quarter of the city, I found little trouble in finding a place where he could earn sufficient to secure for him a life of com fort, and respectability hitherto unknown to him. Next morning he came at the usual time, but he was unlike the boy I had seen in tears the proceeding day. His face was radiant with hope, and hap piness was the only picture reflected from his beautiful eyes. I did not tell him the good news I had for him at once, but wai.ed for an opportunity, for I thought I perceived an anxiety on his part to talk freely, now that he was certain I was his friend, and so I waited to hear what he would say. After several attempts to commer ce at con versation, he succeeding in pulling off a piece of a hat that covered a portion of his head, and unpinning, from the inside of it, a much soiled piece of paper, handed it to me saying, “I told you I would and I’ve done it.” You shall read what that paper contained: “i solemly sware to God that iff ever i smoke another sigaret or chaw anuther chaw ofto- backer or sware or cus agin i hope he wil kil me ded on the spot. .” “I mean it every word,” said he, when I looked up, after reading the strange oath. I believed him and told him of .the place I had secured for him, he could scarcely believe but that he was dreaming, but it was true I told him, and that evening I met him after he had been interested in his new home, and I am sure we were the happiest people in the world. He, because Providence had smiled upon him and given him a friend, and I, be cause I had learned that the greatest gift tn life is a kind word. That was years ago but the same hand I held with pride then I clasp now with double affection. lie is a man now and could some of the men who cast him a nickle or dime, thoughtlessly when his task was finished in years gone by, see him nov, I think they would envy the ca reer of the successful bootblack—my friend l Demetrius A. Gallagher. The Strange Romance of Salvationist. work and to the army and speaks with great force and vigor. “After earning and throwing away thou sands of dollars, Lieutenant Harris is work- Circus Eider, Actress, Base Ball Play er, Sculler and Jockey in Turn. The Beaver Family. In Madison Parish, Louisiana, a number of beavers have undermined the Mississippi river levee. It is the first time in levee history that these industrious animals were caught at such work. It was thought that the beaver family was extinct in Louisiana, but the killing of a half dozen shows that they yet flouish. In Pennsylvania, Governor Beaver is bard at work undermining all aspirants for Federal Senator. Verily, the beavers have not all evoluted into hats. Hod, H. W. Teller, ex-Secretary of the In terior, aDd wife have been visiting their friends at Tampa, Mr. and Mrs. J. R. McKee. Portland, Me , March 20.—Lieutenant Maude A. Harris, a noted Salvation Army “Btar,” is at the barracks here. She is a noted personage, and in her time has played many parts, and played them well. She was given to Adam Forepaugh, Sr., when not quite four years old, and was at once put in training for the circus business. ■ The story she tells of the sufferings of those early days is most pathetic. Child as she was, she was unable to make friends of the circus people, but she cultivated the acquain tance of the dumb beasts. While she scarcely recalls a kind word spoken to her by any one of her numerous masters, she remembers how the great elephant took her into his confidence and affection. He would put his trunk about her, and in many ways make her understand that she had one friend. When trained she was brought before the public as “Carrie Brown, the champion juve nile bareback rider of the world,” and before she had seen ten years had crossed the Atlan tic twioe and had appeared in almost every city of note in the United States. She has since crossed the Atlantic fifty times. Weary of the life she was leading, the child rider resolved to make an effort to escape, and after an evening performance in Philadelphia, made her way out under the tent, and clad only in the dre68 of the stage, escaped, and was leaving Tenth street for Walnut when she almost dashed into the arms of Edwin For rest. The great actor caught her and held her fast. “Don’t take me back, don’t take me back!” she exclaimed. Mr. Forrest took her to bis hotel, gave her food and heard her story, and resolved to stand by her. He took up her case and recov ered $2,100 from the company for her past services. Nor did the kindness of Mr. Forrest stop with that. He took the girl into his own company and gave her a good start in life. She remained with Forrest’s company for five years, and was then engaged for six months by John L. Davenport, after which she was a member of Edwin Booth’s company for two years. Then she went with Mary An derson to Europe. She is very fond of telling of the great Mary, for whose conversion she constantly pr-ys. After leaving her last company she said good bye to the stage forever. She was next offered an engagement by the manager of a “mixed” base-ball club, com posed, as the term indicates, of both men and women. After earning $600 that way Miss Harris turned her attention to still another line, and went in as a competitor in a rowing contest and won the championship. The Patapsco river at Baltimore was the scene of her last triumph in this line. “Why i ot turn jockey rider?” some one suggested, and she caught at the idea and rode in many a race, her partner being Jennie Campbell. She was then but nineteen, and threw money away “in showers.” This was the rime when she might have made a fortune, as she, with Jennie Campbell, had the field to themselves. She left the business poor and soon had a long sickness of many mrnths, during which she first heard the Bible read. Soon after she recovered she was led by curiosity to go to a Salvation Army meeting, conducted by Cap tain Mary Lloyd, and was converted. Up to that night she had never attended a religious service of any description. Her life has been filled with strange adven tures and narrow escapes. Her limbs have been frequently broken and the sight of one eye destroyed. She was once ship-wrecked, when the ship on which the Kate Claxton company had embarked took fire. When saved by a passing ship, Miss Harris had been clinging to a spar for one night, and almost one day. At what is known as the great Kate Claxton fire in Chicago, she escaped from the McVicker Theatre by creeping out by the win dow, reaching the roof of the next building, and then making her way to the sidewalk hand over hand down a rope. Lieutenant Harris comes to New England to raise funds for the Rescue Home of Fallen Girls established in New York, by Commis sioner Smith. She is greatly devoted to her strangely eventful life she is ready to respond but always c'oses by sayinr: “One day with the Lord” is better than all." THE QUEEN’S JUBILEE. Arrangements to be Made for Displays of Great Splendor. The Queen is taking a hand herself in the celebration of the fiftieth year of her reign. She intends to make such a loyal progress through London as this generation has not seen. The programme as sketched is a very- large one. The one thing the Queen insists upon is that the ceremony shall be held in Westmin ster Abbey, where she was crowned, and not in St. Paul’s. When told that the drive from Buckingham Palace to the Abbey was too short to enable.’ the people to see her, the Queen said, ‘Won may take me from the pal ace as earl^Ss you like; do with me what you think best and bring me back at no matter what hour, but the ceremony mast be in the Abbey.” The officials concerned are taking full advantage of this large permission. Thev propose that the Queen shall drive, in fm state, which she has not done since Prince Albert’s death, from the palaoe upon Consti tution H ll, through Hyde Park, to the marble arch, then along Oxford street, Holborn, New gate and Cheapside to the Bank, and ’hence back, either by the embankment or by Fleet street, the Strand and Whitehall to the Ab- ^The police expect no attack. The Socialist mobisoowedby Sir Charles Warren’s firm handling. “As for private malice or individ ual Anarchists,” said an experienced officer, “we fear nothing, because every man who meditates mischief knows if he attacked the Queen he would be torn to pieces by the crowd.” The corporation of Dublin, by a vote of 23 to 3, rejected a proposal to send a congratula tory address to the Queen on the occasion of her jubilee. The announcement of the vote was greeted with cheers, which the introducer of the motion asked the Lord Mayor to sup press. The Lord Mayor replied that the de monstration was directed, not against the Queen, but against her erratic advisers. . She might soon have different advisers, and an ad dress would then be more appropriate. Timrod, The Poet. CLAUDIKB RITETT MAD DOG BITES. A Remedy-Cut this Out and Keep It. Franklin Dyer, a highly respectable and in telligent farmer of Galena, Kent county, Maryland, gives the following as a sure cure for the bite of a mad dog. As will be seen, he has tested it with the most gratifying results: Elecampane is a plant well known to most persons and is to be found in many of onr gar dens. Immediately after being bitten take one and a half ounces of the root of the plant —the green root is perhaps preferable, bnt the dried wil! answer, and was used by me— slice or bruise, put in a full pint of fresh milk, boil down to half a pint, strain, and wheD cold, drink it, fasting at least six hours after ward. The next Homing repeat the dote, fasting, and use two ounces of the root. On the third morning take another dose, prepared as the last, and this will be sufficient. It is recommended after each dose that nothing be eaten for at least six hours. I have a son who was bitten by a mad dog eighteen years ago, and four other children of the neighborhood were bitten; they took the above dose, and are alive and well to this day. And I have known a number of others who were bitten and applied the same remedy. It is supposed that the root contains a princi ple which, being taken up by the blood in its circulation, counteracts or neutralizes the deadly effects of the v.ros of hydrophobia. I feel so much confidence in this simple remedy that I am willing you should give my name in connection with this statement. A Postmaster Too Fond of Poker. Indianapolib, Isd., March 19.—A post-offiie inspector yesterday discovered that the ac counts of H. G. Douglas, postmaster at Plain- field, were short some $600. While the in spector was at dinner Douglas took $150 from the money order account, a lot of stamps, drew from the bank his private deposit of $100 and left the town. He was appointed some months ago. His shortage is attributed to losses at poker. Ei<%rou Snwi> Sol m. Many poetical coin positions were writen during, and at the close of the late war, by persons whose enthusiasm and emotions, were stirred by the exciting events which were being enacted around them. Most of these were fugitive lines, but a few survive the lapse of years, and are destined to hand down the names of the authors to pos terity. Foremost on the roll of Fame, stands Father Ryan’s passionate lament over our Conquered Banner, and next, in my humble judgment comes Henry Timrod’s “Christ mas,” and bis “Charleston.” The poetical imagery, pathos, and scholarly polish of these truly beautiful poems must cause them to be admired by all fair-minded critics. Timrod also wrote other verses, which en title him to wear the laurel-wreath, and had he not died comparatively youig, the remark able promise of his youth, might have been fulfilled, by the production of works of rare merit. Alas! that like Sidney Lanier, a des perate struggle with poverty, should have blighted the hopes and cut short the life of one whom nature had endowed with unusual talents. Henry Timrod was bom in Charleston in the year 1829. He received his collegiate edu cation at the University of Georgia and after an uneventful career, died in Columbia, S. C., Oct 1867, having lived in in evil times, and known much disappointment, and carking care. Below is appended a touching account of his last moments, and the poem he alluded to with dying hreath. A COMMON THOUGHT.—BT nENRY TIMROD. ["Words fail to describe the solemnity with which these dying words (previously related) impressed all who heard him. Everybody was in tears. Once turning to me, he asked: Do yon remember that little poem of mine: Somewhere on this earthly planet, In the dust ot flxwers to be. In the dewdrop and the sunshine, Watts a solemn hoar lor me? ‘Yes,’ I replied, “and now that hour, which seemed so far away, has come.’ 4 * • * * • * “He died at the very hour, which years ago, he had predicted would be his death hour. The whisper ‘He is gone,’ went forth as ‘day pur pled in the zenith.’”—From Poems and Me moirs of Henry Timrod, by Paul H. Hayne ] Somewhere on this earthly planet, In the dust of flowers to be, In the dewdrop and the snnanine, Keeps a solemn hour for me. At this wakeful boor of midnight, I behold it dawn In mist; And 1 hear a sound of sobbing Through the darkness—hlstl oh hist 1 In a dim and murky eh am her I am breathing life away, Someone draws a curtain softly. And 1 watch the broadening day. As It purples In the zenith, As ft brightens on the lawn, There’s a bush of death about me, And a whisper, “He Is gone.” Inter-State Bailway Commission. The following is the inter-state commerce commission as announced by the president after six weeks of anxions search for the best men who wonld consent to serve, and would at the same time represent the respective sec tions and the two political parties: Thomas M. Cooley, of Michigan, Republican, to serve six years; William R. Morrison, of Illinois, Democrat, five years; Augustus Schoonmaker, of New York, Democrat, four years; Aldace F. Walker, of Vermont, Republican, three years; W. L. Bragg, of Alabama, Democrat, two years. The board will select its own chairman. The commission, which has $100,- 000 to work with, will at once be given quar ters in the pension office. **• Walter L. Bragg, the appointee from the South, was borain Alabama in 1838, but re sided in Arkansas from 1843 until 1861. He was educated at Harvard University and Cam- bridge Law School, and practiced law in Ar kansas for some years. At the close of the war he settled in Alabama, and was for some years the law paatner of Senator Morgan. He has been a leading Democrat in that State for some years, and has served as a national delegate, Presidential elector and member of the Democratic National Committee. In 1881 he was made president of the Alabama State Railroad Commission and served in that posi tion four years, during which time many im portant questions arising between the rail roads and their customers were satisfactorily adjusted. Reminiscences of Distin guished Public Men. Incidents Which Have Transpired at the National Capitol. BV BEN. PERLY POORE. No. 178. Fu- Albert Pike Attending His Own neral. Albert Pike was eloquently eulogized at his "wake’’(he being present) by Prof. Dimitry of Louisiana, who said of him, “So long as life is ours, his moral worth shall live with us; and could the history of the country, could the registry of its men of mark, be false to the record of that worth, he would still live in the hearted memories of all who knew, and, know ing, loved him. “Distinguished as a writer, bold as a poli tician and useful as a man, he had won re spect from all for hiB varied abilities, and af fection for tbe noble qualities by which they were dignified. In him were happily fused those attributes which inspire friendship with enthusiasm, and oommand the reliance of fel low-men. The reaeon of this is, that he was not only a distinguished poet, a gaJant sol dier, a toilsome scholar, a gorgeous orator and a pattern friend; not only a man of high in tellect, of tried loyalty and outlawed honor; but he was also something which, with the growing effeminacies and the invading cor ruptions of the time, is fast passing away with the ‘representative men’ of the land; he was a character, a true American character 1 “We were bound to him by no political sympathies; but we would have blurred our own judgment had we not admired his varied talents and unoommon attainments; but es pecially would we have been false to a life long faith in the beautiful, could we have fail ed to appreciate the miral splendors of that character.” This fitting eulogium finished, Mr. Burwell followed. He was gratified to announce, up on the best authority, that the distinguished defunct had burst the ct remeats with which the newspapers had enshrouded him. Not feeling competent, however, to do justice in prose to the extraordinary adventures con nected with his restoration, he appealed to their accomplished host, who sang, with great taste, pathos aud effect, “The second fyite of the fine Arkansas gentleman who died before his time.” Tbe flae Arkansas gentleman, restored to life once more, Continued to erjov blmself as he bad done before; And, tired ol civilized pursuits, cone u lee be would go To see some I id lan friends be bod, and chase tbe bufftlo. Tats fine Arkansas gentleman WHO died before bis time. Gen. Pike closed a charming address by say ing : “I submit it to your indulgence to decide whether, desiring to be at peace with all the world and to serve my fellows, I may not be forgiven for wishing to live a little longer. If I desired to live for myself alone, the judgment rendered against me ought to be affirmed. In that case I should already have lived too long. I wish, and I am sure we all wish, to work for the men of the future, as the men of the past have lived for us, and to plant the acorns from which shall spring the oaks that shall shelter those who will live after we are dead. It is as natural as to enjoy the shades of those our fa thers planted. “I detain you too long. May the memory of each of you, when it comes to you to die, be as kindly cherished and as gently dealt with as mine has been. And if yon, like me. should have the good fortune to read your own obitu aries, may you have as good cause to be grate ful for tae consequences of the mistake as I have! You deserve no less fortune, and I could wish you none better.” Every Man has his Price. When Gen. Dodge was in command at Vicksburg, he enforced the Treasury regula tions forbidding intercourse with the enemy with a vigor that was very unpleasant and un usual to the speculators who were assembled there to buy cotton. Acting on the princi ple that every man has his price, they com menced bnyiDg the general in their well known way. First they offered him $50,000 in gold, then $100,000, then $150,000, and finally $200,- 000 in gold, if he would bat open the lines and let cotton oome in and confederate supplies go out. At this dangerous crisis the general telegraphed forthwith to the War De partment to remove him immediately from his command; that he had been offered $200,000 in gold to violate his orders, and that was so near his price that he was afraid the next offer would bring him, so he wanted to be relieved instanter. It is a pity there had not been more men like Gen. Dodge in command when cotton speculations were going on. The American Eagle and the Coose. Matthew Lyon, a naturalized Irishman, when a representative in Congress from Ver mont, was fined $1,000 and imprisoned four months for publishing a letter calculated to bring President John Adams “into con tempt” He was stroDgly opposed to every thing that was royal or sovereign; and when a national coinage was discussed, he objected to the eagle being put on, because he was the king of birds and therefore inappropriate as a republican emblem. Judge Thatcher of Mas sachusetts, who was always characterized by good-natured mirthfulness, replied that per haps it would be well to take the goose for our emblem, for that bird had nothing majestic in her deportment; nor could her humble rank among the feathered tribe give offence to the most fastidious republican. Moreover (con tinued the judge), goslings would be a very convenient stamp for the ten-penny pieces and fippenny hits. This caused a great deal of mirth among the members, excepting Lyon, who was so offended by it that he challenged the facetious judge to a duel. “What arrange ments will you make?” inquired the man who carried the challenge. “None at all," replied the judge. “Why; are you willing to be called a coward?” “Yes, because I am a coward, and he knew it very well, or he never would have challenged me.” This turned the laugh upon Lyon, who wisely concluded there was no use in trying to fight with a man who fired nothing but jokes. A Student of Art. Miss Cornelia Orr, daughter of State School Commissioner G. J. Orr, who has been spend ing the winter in New York as a member of the Art Students’ League, has returned home to Atlanta. She has made rapid progress in her studies in art, and has given skilled direc tion to her marked natural talent Miss Orr brings home high testimonials from her teach ers, as an enthusiastic student of art and has bright possibilities before her. Miss Mary Clement Leavitt soon finishes her labors in Japan, and will then go to India, and from thenoe to Africa. This brave apos tle of temperance is making the W. C. T. U. known and appreciated in every land and by all people. What the People Are Doing and Saying, The Grant Memorial fund now amounts tn nearly $126,000. ** Col. Ingereoll says he will deliver no more anti-religions lectures. A gentleman in Racine, Wis., worth *1 000,- 000 has never owned or carried a watch. • S. Marshal Reasan, of Texas, was mar ried to Mrs. E. E. Hamilton, of Tyler, at that city. ’ Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes will give read ings from his unpublished writings iu Boston veiy soon. Of the original members of Plymouth church only two—Henry C. Bowen aud John T. How ard are living. Lieutenant, now General Greely, of the Sig nal bervioe, is lecturing in Washington on Arctic subjects. 8 Ex-Empress Eugeiie is nursing wounded Italian soldiers who have returned to Naples from Massowah. Senator Cnllom, having snooessfally tackled the railroads, now proposes to prooeed the telegraph lines. Seaator Ingalls still preserves the firat fes he ever received as a lawyer, namely, a table and a high desk, made by a carpenter client. The Empress of Japan will shortly be the envy of eveiy lady of her court. She has a diamond necklace and $75,000 worth of frooks from Paris. The Philadelphia Times is responsible fsr the report that Senator Brown has sold his furnaces in Chattanooga and the Dade ooal mines for two millions. Gen. McClellan’s papers show that on the eve of the failure of Grant & Ward he and Gen. Grant had arranged to take control of the Nicaragua canal project. Manuel Barrient and wife, of Matamoras Mexico, celebrated the eightieth aniversary of their marriage a few days ago. The husband is 102 years old and the wife 96. The amount of money reoeived by the late Rev. H. W. Beecher, fer salaries, and from novels, lectures, marriage fees, special work and other sources is estimated to have been $1,260,000. Kansas has ninety-four oonnty superintend ents of public instruction. Of this number fourteen are ladies, eight of whom write “Miss” before their names. Thirty-eight of the ninety-four were re-elected. The white plume of Gladstone is again wav ing at the front in the war against the coercion policy of the Tory government. The grand old mam cannot keep in the background when there’s a battle going on in Parliament. Henry L. Wilson, who, in conduction with an accomplice robbed the Che.-a’mke and Delaware Canal Company, (of vihloi be was treasurer,) of $615,000, and disappeared some eight monts ago, is in business in Rio Janerio. Mrs. Alice J. Shaw, of New York, the whist ling soloist, recently attended one of Mrs. Cleveland’s receptions, and captured all hearts by her proficiency in the art. She is also one of the three most beautiful women in New York. A whistling beauty. When Henry Ward Beecher applied for a life insurance in the Union Mutual thirty years ago he was asked the usual question as to the health of his heart. His answer read: “Experienced a peculiar fehling about tbe heart during the days of my courtship.” The Court physicians affirm that tbe consti tution of the Emperor William, now ninety years old, is so wonderfully good that it re sembles perfect clock-work, and that his men tal and physical freshness and health are such as many men thirty or iorty years younger might envy. Hon. W. S. Chisholm, Vioe President of the Savannah, Florida & Western railway, and Mrs. Chisholm and their son and daughter and Miss Gordon, the daaghter of Gov. (Jor don, and Mr. Randolph Anderson and his sis ter, Miss Anderson, left for Havana via Tampa, on the 18th. Philip Karner lived the life of a social re cluse in East Greenbosh, N. Y., and died alone and apparently in agony. It was not until his will was read, distributing an estate of $100,- 000, that his relatives became interested, and there are now nine lawyers representing fifty- two heirs contesting the will. Judge Emory Speer, of the United States District Court, for Southern Georgia, has been invited to deliver the annual literaiy address June 4, at the Commencement of the Wesley an Female College, Macon. He has been in vited also to deliver the annual address before the literaiy societies of Mercer University on June 28. The State Department at Washington re ceived a certified copy of the last will and tes tament of Jose Seville, who recently died at Lima, Pern, bequeathing $500,000 to be paid to the city of New York for the establishment and perpetual main tai nance of a school for poor female children between the ages of five and fifteen years. Mr. George D. M. Peixotto’s portrait of Sir Moses Montefiore has just been added to the Corcoran art gallery in Washington. Aside from the great merit of the painting there is a special fitness in this latest purchase and gift of Mr. Corcoran, for in 1885 he dined with Sir Moses in London, and has the liveliest recol lection of the kindness and courtesy of his English co-philanthropist. Yonng Mr. Brennan, the Irish-Anstralian who invented a torpedo which the English Honse of Commons has agreed to purchase, is to receive $550,000 for granting the right of exclusive use to England. The torpedo is driven by a self-contained chemical motor, is guided by a rudder anch two wires like tiller ropes, and is believed to be w.orth all the other torpedoes in the world pat together. Ex-Cadet Whittaker, colored, whose pranks at West Point are remembered all over tbe country through tbe tedious court of inquiry and subsequent court martial, is a prosperous lawyer at Columbia, S. C. A local paper says the firm of which he is a member "monopo lized nearly all the business at the recent term of the sessions," and that in a burglary case “Whittaker delivered an eloquent address for the defense.” Mrs. Helen M. Avery, of the interior De partment, is the most accomplished pen wo man among the 16,000 and more government clerks. The President is a great admirer of her penmanship, and frequently refers to it in complimentary terms when it comes, as it often does, under his observance. Mrs. Avery is a!so a dezer pen and ink artist. She- does her work rapidly and apparently without ef- foit. Her duties occupy about two hours a day, and her salary is $1,600 per annum. Pittsburg boasts of a young woman, dangb ter of the Secretary and Treasurer of one of the longest street-car lines in the city, who, du ring her father’s ill health, successfully nan- aged his business. She kept the books in good shape, attended to the collection of money and the payment of employes, and even bought the feed and stock for the company. Finally her father died. She still continues in her of-.» ficial capacity, and it is expected that she will 1 be e'ectf d to fill the position permanently. . She had never had any practical training for tha work.
