Georgia Historic Newspapers

    VOLUME XIII.—NUMBER 6*4.
ATLANTA, GA., SATURDAY MORNING, OCTOBER *9,1887.
PRICE: $2.00 A YEAR IN ADVANCE.
PERSONAL MENTION,
What the People Are Doing
Naming the Towns.
The Task Which Was Given De Witt
Clinton.
Shaking Across the Bloody Chasm.
“JAMES BIRD.”
Editor Scnnt South: I recently came
across “James Bird.” I expect the authorship
dates about that of “The Hunters of Ken
tucky,’’ as Jackson’s victory at New Orleans
and Perry’s great naval victory on Lake Erie,
where the Bird incident is located were
achieved in the war of 1812-15. I had “James
Bird” and “The Hunters of Kentucky,” both,
fifty years ago. So, Mr. Editor, if you are
disposed to print “James Bird,” I shall be
glad to see it in print. M. 0
Dayton, Tenn., Oct., 1887.
Sans of measure, listen to me,
And ;e daughters, too, give ear;
You a sad and mournful strry
As was ever told shall bear.
Hull, you know, our troops surrendered,
And d( fenceless left the West:
Then our Beet was quick assembled,
The Invader to resist.
’Morg the troops that marched to Erie
Were the Kingston Volunteers—
Captain Thomas then commanded
To protect our Wsst frontiers.
Tender were the scenes of parting—
Mothers wrung their bands and cried,
Maidens wept tb.lr loves in secret,
Fathers strove tin lr tears to bide.
But there’s one among the number
Tal> and graceful in bis mien,
Firm bis step, his look undaunted—
Ne’er a nobler youlb was seen;
One sweet kiss he snatched from Mary,
Craved his mother’s prayers once more,
Pressed his father’s hand and left them
For Lake Erie’s distant shore.
Mary tried to say "Farewell, James,”
Waved her hand, but nothing spoke;
“Farewell, Bird, may Heaven protect you,”
From tie rest a parting broke.
«eon he came-where noble Perry-
Had assembled all his fleet;
Here the gallant Bird enlisted.
Hoping soon the fee to meet.
Where is Bird ? The battle rages.
Is he In the strife or no?
Now the cannon roar tremendous—
Dare he boldly meet the foe?
Yes; behold him! Bee! with Perry
In the self same ship they light;
Though his messmates fall around him,
Nothing can his soul affright.
But behold! a ball bas struck him—
See the crimson current flow;
“L~ave the deckl” exclaimed brave Perry;
“No.” cried Bird. “I will not go.
Here on deck I’ll take my Station-
Ne’er will Bird his colors fly;
I’ll stand by you, gallant Captain,
Till we corquer or we die.”
And be fought, though faint and bleeding,
Till our stars and stripes arose—
Victory having crowned cur < (forts
All triumphant o'er onr foes.
Bir did Bird recelYe a pension ?
Was he to his home restored?
No; nor ever to his bosom
Clasped the maid his heart adored.
But there came most dismal tidings
From lake Erie’s distant shore;
Better, tar. poor Bird had perished
’Midst the battle’s awful roar.
“Dearest parents,” read fhe letter,
“This will bring sad news to you;
Do not mourn, my best beloved,
Though this brings my last adieu.
“Brothers, sisters, read this letter,
’Tls tbe last you’ll have from me;
I must suffer for deserting
From the brig Niagara.”
Toougb he fonglit as brave at Erie,
Freely bled and nobly dared.
Let his courage Dlead tor mercy—
Let his noble life be spared.
Sad and gloomy was the morning
Bird was ordered out to die;
Where’s the breast so dead to pity
Fu' for him must heave a sigh?
S“e nim march and bear his fetters—
Harsh they clank upon the ear;
Yet his step Is firm and manly.
For his breast ne’er hat bored fear.
See! he kneels upon his ctfflc—
Sure his death can do no good;
Swshlm! Hark! O, God, they've shot him!
11 w bis bosom streams with blood 1
Farewell, Bird, farewell forever,
Friends ana home be’Il see do more,
For his mangled corpse lies buried
On Lake Erie’s distant shore.
The American "W ay.
[From the New York Tribune.]
The new Railroad Men’s Building, which
was opened last night in this city, is a particu
larly striking and characteristic benefaction.
Built and presented by Mr. Cornelius Vander.
bilt for the use and benefit of the railroad em
ployees on the New York Central and other
lines, it is remarkable for the liberality both of
conception and execution. Many rich man in
many lands have provided varions accommo
dations ft r their employees, but we do not
know of an instance to be compared to this for
the spirit in which it has been carried out. It
is, in fact, a building in the construction of
which the dominant idea is that of excellence.
Mr. Vauderbiit has proceeded on the principle
that nothing is too good for the honest and
loyal workingmen whom he desires to benefit.
From the foundation to the roof everything is
the best that money coutd buy. No comfort
that oould be secured bas been neglected. A
really magnificent and perfectly equipped club
house is the result, and one which any one,
however fastidious, might be satisfied with.
If Mr. Vanderbilt had been providing for the
want* of a oompany of fellow-millionares he
might have built a larger house, but he could
hardly have devised a more thoroughly appoint
ed one.
Aud herein lies the manifestation of the
American idea. Mr. Vanderbilt, desiring to
pleas? and increase the comfort of the railroad
men, lu Ids for them and provides for them as
ranch as he would build and provide for him
self. The best of everything is not too good
for them. He will not offer them anything less
than an edifice fitted in all respects for the use
of gentlemen. Now this is practical American
liberality, aud it is a distinctive national type.
In Europe tbe rich man who contemplates a
benefaction of the kind sets himself to harmo
nize the df tails with what he regards as the set
life conditions of the poor men who are to nse
the building. He works down to them, in fact.
The American idea is the reverse of this. Mr.
Vanderbilt, presenting his employees with an
almost palatial club house, implies thereby the
belief that there is no luxury, no excellence of
architecture, decoration or convenience which
American citizens may not aspire to, or which
are to be considered as out of their sphere, no
matter bow hnmbie their present position.
There is tiue and sound democracy in the gift,
and this aspect of it is one which must not be
overlooked. We may be sure, too, that the
railroad men themselves will be quick to ap
preciate the breadth and delicacy of the senti
ment embodied in their handsome club house.
The Sun recently published, but did not an
swer the question, “How came so many towns
in central New York to have such strange
classical and European names?’’ The query
ought to have had some sort of an answer.
Thurlow Weed told me years ago how it hap
pened, but I doubt if the explanation has ever
been publicly made in full. De Witt Clinton,
1 think he said, was surveyor-general of the
state in 1824. The legislature arranged for a
division of the vast area of unoccupied lands
into townships of about equal size, and a week
before adjournment it called on De Witt to
supply names for them.
“How many are there?” asked the officer.
“About two hundred and fifty,” said the
clerk.
“Two hundred and fifty towns to name!”
exclaimed the astonished man. “I don’t be
lieve that is included in the duties of my office!
However, we can begin with our heroes,
Washington, Jefferson, Adams, Madison, War
ren, Putnam, Greene, Gates, Knox, Stark,
Decatur, Steuben—”
“Very good,” said the clerk encouragingly,
“but they have all been appropriated in this
state, except Decatur—even Adams and Jef
ferson, who died this year.”
“What can I do, then?” inquired*the anx
ious officer. “I can name one after myseli,
and three after my wife and sisters. And then?
Well, I’ll see.”
He went home that night and thought it
over, lie began with the names of his family.
Then he took the Bible and found Hebron, Ca
naan, Gilboa, Jerusalem and Sharon, wrote
these down on vacant townB on the great map
spread out before him and then stopped there
because “these Bible names are mostly such
jawbreakers.” Then he named three other
towns after states Florida, Maryland and Ala
bama, and three after large cities, Boston,
Richmond and 0harleston, and went to bed
tired. In the morning he found he had named
sixteen towns, and these he reported to the
legislature as “samples.” They did not show
great originality, but they were accepted, and
the command went back to “go ahead.”
“I can’t think of anything more,” said poor
De Witt. Every town and locality had an In
dian ctae, and many of theBe were significant,
enphonius and musical; bnt the christener,
like most foolish Americans, discarded these,
and sought for “something that sounds like
something.”
He got an atlas, and applied to his plat of
vacant towns the names of most of the coun
tries he saw—Scotland, Russia, Norway, Mex
ico, Chili, Sweden, Hanover, Wales, Holland,
Poland, Italy; and these were all solemnly
adopted as the names of towns in New York.
Then he adopted the names of cities, rivers
and islands—Paris, Rottefdam, Amsterdam,
Malta, Galway, Bath, Edinburgh, Perth, Dan
ube, Carlisle, Frankfort, Verona, Vienna,
Bremen, Palermo, Parma, Rigi, Elba, Bergen,
Hamburg, Sardinia, Warsaw, Castile, Avon,
Lima, Geneva, Naples, Venice, Genoa, Water
loo, Rome. And these were all accepted by
the legislature, and make elements of our lo
cal geography. Still there was a multitude of
nameless towns. De Witt distributed among
them the names of all the distinguished wri
ters, orators and discoverers he could think of
—Franklin, Fulton, Volney, GaleD, Clay, Cic
ero, Milton, Byron, Sheridan, Dryden, Homer,
Solon, Tully, Virgil—and then he rested and
wondered what next.
Half in despair, he hunted in the garret and
found an ancient history, and that proved to
him a mine of wealth. Here are the solid nug
gets which he dug out and distributed among
the still forlorn'townships: Rome, Greece,
Utica, Troy, Corinth, Syracuse, Babylon, Pal
myra, Macedon, Attica, Sparta, Ithica, Piiar
salia, Marathon, Smyrna, Delhi, Brutus,
Scipio, Moreau, Camillus, Ly Bander, Hannibal,
Cato, Alexander, Aurelius, Nero, Fabius,
Sempronius, Pompey, Marcellus. These, too,
the legislature adopted. But a month later the
town to which “Nero” had been attaahed sent
up a very angry protest against the name, on
the ground that Nero “was an execrable ty
rant,, who murdered both his wife and his
mother.” A committee of the assembly inves
tigated and found that Nero was really a hard
case, and reported to De Witt. “That town
pots on a good many airs,” said the disgusted
officer who presided at the over-worked bap
tismal font; let it be called Eden.” And Eden
it was, and is to this day.
When the legislature had adjourned it was
found that one town on the borders of Penn
sylvania had been overlooked. “Name your
own town!” said the fatigued De Witt. They
did so. About half the settlers were Pennsyl
vanians and the other half Yankees, and from
the first syllable of both these words they pro
duced that name of Chinese look and sound—
“l’en-Yan.” Andlo! New York state was fin
ished.
Principal Cities’ Pseudonyms.
Alexander—Delta City.
Atlanta—Gate City.
Baltimore—Monumental City.
Boston—Modern Athens.
Brooklyn—City of Churches.
Buffalo—Queen City of the Lakes.
Chicago—Garden City.
Cincinnati—Queen City of the West.
Cleveland—Forest City.
Detroit—City of the Straits.
Hannibal—Bluff City.
Indianapolis—Railroad City.
Keokuk, Iowa—Gate City.
Louisville—Falls City.
Lowell—City of Spindles.
Maysville, Ky.—Seven Acre City.
Milwaukee—Cream City.
Nashville—City of Rocks.
New Haven—City of Elms.
New Orleans—Crescent City.
New York—Gotham.
Philadelphia—Quaker City.
Pittsburg—Iron City.
Quincy—Model City.
Savannah—Forest City.
Springfield, 111.—Flower City.
St. Louis—Mound City.
Rochester—Flour City.
Toledo—Cora City.
Washington—City of Magnificent Distances.
and Saying.
“No gfEtlnnan, hir, will ir.t!w?gc in Meh^oJgar slang in the presence of ladies and we will excuse yon from our table.”
PRINTERS’ INK.
How a Man Who Has Used It Talks
About It.
John Wannamaker, the great Philadelphia
merchant, recently spoke as follows about ad
vertising:
“I never in my life used such a thing as a
poster, or dodger, or hand bill. My plan for
fifteen years has been to buy so much space
in a newspaper and fill up with what I wanted.
I would not give an advertisement in a news
paper of 400 circulation for 5,000 dodgers or
posters. If I wanted to sell cheap jewelry or
run a lottery scheme I might use posters, bnt
I wouidnot insult a decent reading public wi'h
hand bilis. The class of people who read such
things are poor materia’ to look to for suppo: t
in mercantile affairs. I deal directly with the
publisher. I say to him: ‘How long will you
let me run a column of matter through your
paper for $100, or §500 as the case may be?’
I let him do the figuring, and if 1 think he is
not trying to take more than his share I
give him the copy. I lay aside the profits
on a particular line of goods for advertising
purposes. The first year I laid aside §4,000;
last year I laid aside and spent §40,000. I
have done better this, and shall increase that
sum as the profits warrant it. I owe my suc
cess to the newspapers, and to them I shall
freely give a certain profit of my yearly busi
ness.”
Thomas Jefferson’;*. Ingenuity.
Two illustrated articles on Monticeilo, the
home of Jefferson, are given in the Century.
The first is by J. G. Nicolay, the second by
Frank R. Stockton. We quote from the latter:
“I think it is not generally known with what
pleasure and zeal Jefferson brought his mind
to bear, not only upon the development of his
somewhat grand ideas in regard to a home, but
upon the most minut6 and peculiar contri
vances for convenience and adornment. He
drew plans and made estimates lor nearly
everything that was buiit or constructed on
his place. He calculated the number of bricks
to be used in every part of his buildings; and
his family now possess elaborately drawn
plans of such bits of household furnishing as
‘curtain valences’ and the like. Many of his
ideas in regard to building and furnishing he
brought with him from France; but more of
them had tbeir origin in his biain. There
were no bedsteads in his house, but iD every
chamber there was an alcove in the wail in
which a wooden framework was built which
supported the bed. His own sleeping-arrange
ments during the lifetime of his wife, were erf
a very peculiar nature; in the partition be
tween two chambers was an archway, and in
this archway was the double bed; one chamber
was Mr. Jefferson’s room, and the other was
his wife’s dressing'room; when he arose in the
morning he got out of bed into his own room,
and Mrs. Jefferson got out into her room.
After his wife’s death her room became his
study, and the partition wall between it and
the library being taken down, the whole was
thrown into the present large apartment.
Over the archway in which the bed is placed is
a long closet reached by a step-ladder placed
in another closet at the foot of the bed. In
tbis were stored in summer the winter clothes
of the family, and in winter their summer ha-
bilaments. At the other side of the arch there
is a small door, so that persons going fiom one
room to the other, had no need to clamber over
tbe bed.
In the smaller chamber, when it became
bis study, stood Mr. Jefferson’s writing-chair,
which was made to suit his peculiar needs; the
chair itself was high-backed, well-rounded, and
cushioned, and in front of it extended a cush
ioned platform, on which Mr. Jefferson found
it very pleasant to stretch his legs, being some
times troubled with swellings of the smaller
Teius of these limbs. The writing-table was
so made that it could be drawn up over this
platform, legs and all, and pushed down when
it was not in use. The top ot this table turned
on a pivot; on one side of it were his writing
materials, and on the other was the little ap-'
paratus by which he made copies of ali his let
ters. By his side was another revolving table,
on which his books of reference lay, or were
held open at proper angles. Near him also
stood a pair of large globes; and, if he wished
to study anything outside of this world, he had
in the room two long telescopes mounted on
brass tripods. Convenient also were his vio
lins, one a Cremona, and the other the bass-
viol saved from the Shadwei) tire. Besides the
book-shelves and the somewhat simple fumi
ture of the library, there were a number of
oddly contrived little closets, in which were
stored his multitudinous manuscripts. There
is a writing-table now in the possession of the
family, which was frequently used by Mr. Jef
ferson, and which is very ingeniously con
trived. Two of its four legs are' hollow, and in
these ran rods resting upon springs, by which
the table can be easily elevated, tbe other two
legs being also extensible, but in a different
way. When Mr. Jefferson was tired of writ
ing in a sitting position, he could stand up and
raise this table to the desired height. When
he wished to use it as a reading-stand, the top
could be inclined at an angle, and a strip of
brass was brought into nse to keep the books
and papers from sliding off.
“Oprning from the library was a large room
inclosed with glass, which was intended for a
conservatory, but was used by Mr. Jefferson
as his work-room. There he had a work
bench, with all sorts of carpenter’s tools, with
which he constructed a great many of the
small conveniences he invented.”
n NORTH CAROLINA RIVERS.
BY CAPTAIN K. V. MOOBE.
[New Berne Journal.]
Carolina! land of waters I Here the strangest rivers
are:
Ararat and Alligator, tbe famous stream of Tar,
Broad and Rooky here are livers, here are rivers
old out new,
Yellow, Black, and silver Green, and Whiter ak.
Bay and Reddie, too.
Here the whirling wild Watauga, leaping Elk and
crooked T- o,
Takeeosrah, by the Paint Rock, and the wingless
Pigeon’s flow,
Tennessee and swift Hlawassee, gulfward sll
through mountains go.
Where the Cherokee lingers is the nimble Nanta-
bala,
In the land of Junaluskee is the Valley, gurgling
aayly.
In the dtrmal lake-laDd Is the vlney festooned Scup-
pemong,
In the clond-home and the sky-land Swannanoa
skims along.
In the pine-laud, over marl-beds, ruby, wlne-llke
Caside creeps.
In the fern-land, from the balsams Tuckaseegee
grandly leaps.
Here Orolr uftee laugbs, and wee Cfieowee frets and
Clarkes
ADd ’mid towering cancas Lie vine’s silvery sprsy
fparts ADd slushes,
And here John, with sand all golden ’neath the
rhododendrons dashes.
From V’rginla come Meherrin, Nottoway, the deep
and slow,
In the gray and yellow hill-land, where tobaeaos
golden grow,
Tumbling Dsn and Mayo, Fisher, Mitchell, Fist
and Baogo.
Here is Yadkin, winding ever like a serpent ’mid
the tills,
Here Catawba, pearly pebbled, from a thousand
brawling rills.
Here’s Uwharrle, with Its hurry; here the lazy
Waccamaw,
Here are heard tbe humming spindles on the busy
Deep and Haw.
Here in the Held and swamp and forest are the
Lnmber and Pedee,
And upon her breast, Coharle, Colly and the Mingo,
wee,
Here the Caps Fear’s storied waters grandly go to
open sea.
Here Contentnea and Trent, ponnng Into Neuse
find Oeracoke,
Where the herring comes In spring-time are Cho
wan and broad Roanoke.
North and Newport, Geopim, Paogo, Pasquotank
and Pamlico,
Pantego and queer Perquimans—here the millions
corns and go.
Dripping. gurgllRg, gushing, rushing, tumbling,
creeping, so rhey be
Carolina's matchless rivers from their fonntalns to
tbe sea.
Reminiscences of Distin
guished Public Men.
Incidents Which Have Transpired at
the National Capitol.
THE SHAKSPEARE FOUNTAIN,
What One Woman Did.
Mme. Boucieaut, the great Parisian shop
keeper, well merits the Cross of a Knight of
the Legion of Honor, which has been bestowed
upon her. She has given about §1,000,000 to
her employes as a pension fund for the sick
and superannuated, besides splendid library
and reading-room funds, and she allows them
all shares in the profi's of her business. In
her native Department she has built at her own
expense, and at a cost of over §200,000, a
bridge across the Saone to give the people a
more direct road to market, and she has dis
tributed more than §1,500,000 to relieve the
sufferers from the phylloxera plagne.
Dedication of Mr. Childs’ Gift to Strat
ford.
The Shakspeare memorial fountain, pre
sented by Mr. G. W. Childs, of Philadelphia,
to the town of Stratford-upon-Avon, was ded
icated with imposing ceremonies, on Monday
the 17th instant. The early trains brought
large numbers of distinguished persons to at
tend the dedication. The weather was fine.
There was an immense crowd in attendance,
and much enthusiasm was manifested. Dr.
Macaulay represented Mr. Childs at the pro
ceedings. Just before noon the invited guests
formed in line and marched to the Town Hail,
and thence to the site of the fountain. Mr.
Henry Irving made the dedication speech.
He said he admired Mr. Childs' public spirit
and energy, which were worthy of Philadel
phia. His generous deeds were widely known,
and he was greatly respected.
Mr. Irving concluded his address by present
ing the memorial in the name of the donor, to
the town. The Mayor read a letter from Mr.
James Russell Lowell, eulogizing Mr. Childs
for his gift, which deed recalled the fact of the
kindred blood of the two great nations who
are joint heirs to the work of Shakspeare’s
genius.
John G. Whittier, in his congratulatory let
ter to Mr. Childs, said: “The gift you present
was a happy thought, and will go far toward
atoning for the foolish utterances about Eng
land, ooming from some American citizens.”
The Mayor in his speech of acceptance said:
'Everybody must acknowledge that it is a
handsome structure. Mr. Childs repeatedly
wrote that no expense should be spared, as be
wished to present a gift to Shakspeare’s town
worthy of his great name. This memorial
proves the truth of the saying ‘blood is thicker
than water,’ and proves also that Americans
are proud of our common inheritance.”
Mr. Ilonry Irving then read the poem writ
ten by Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes for the oc
casion, and then pronounced a eulogistic ad
dress, concluding with these words:
“We can picture Shakspeare returning from
his bourne to find upon a throne a queen, rul
ing with gentler sway than the sovereign he
knew, yet whose reign has glories more bene
ficial than Elizabeth’s. We can imagine his
emotion at finding the England he loved so
well expanded beyond tbe seas; at least, we
can be happy in the thought that when he had
mastered the lessons of the conflict which di
vided us from cur kinsmen in America, be
would be proud to see in Stratford the gift of a
distinguished American, a memorial of our re
union under the shadow of his undying name.”
The District Penitentiary Warden.
Much as John Tyler had been abused, he de
serves credit for having stopped the dismissal
of Democratic clerks in the departments to
make places for Whigs. One day, shortly after
he became President, one of the secretaries had
sent notices to fifteen of the clerks employed in
the department of which he was the head that
their services would not bo required any longer
by the Government Jemmy Maher, the pub
lic gardener, heard of this wholesale official
decapitation, and seeing Mr. Tyier soon after
wards on the portico of the White House, went
to him and stated the case. The President im
mediately sent for the secretary, who came
bringing with him, as authority for what he had
done, the record of the political tergiversations
of each dismissed clerk. That’s all very well,
said President Tyler, when he bad heard the
secretary’s indictment, “but. you must restore
these men. If you don’t I shall have their
wives and children coming to me with sad stor
ies of their starvation, and I am determined
not to take part in making people wretched.
The dismissed clerks were accordingly rein
stated. The great number of Whigs who had
swamed from Virginia into Washington at the
inauguration of Harrison, in search of offices,
and who had not been successful, when Mr!
Tyier became President were very importun
ate. Prominent among them was “Old Dade,"
as he was called by all who knew him, who
was born near the spot made famous by the
surrender of Cornwallis, and who was an ap
plicant for the position of warden of the Dis
trict penitentiary. Before he received his ap
pointment President Harrison died, and “Old
Dade” then began to importuue his successor.
One day Mr. Tyler said: “Dade, I should like
to appoint you,but they tell me that you drink
too much.” “Is that ail they say about me?”
respoaed Dade. Mr. Tyler smiled and observ
ed, “I think, in all conscience, that is enough.”
“No, sir!” answered tbe indignant Dads,
“When people talk about me I waDt them to
tell the whole truth, sir! They should have
told you, sir, that there is no gentleman in the
city of Washington so thirsty as lam.” Mr.
Tyler, in the goodness of his heart, could
resist no longer, and “Old Dade” was com
missioned warden of the penitentiary. When
he took charge, he had all the convicts called
up, and made this brief speech to them: “Boys,
I’m your boss. If you’ll behave yourselves
like gentlemen I’ll treat you as such, but if you
don’t, I'll turn every mother’s son of you out!”
“His Black Eyes Twinkled.”
Mr. Webster came one day into a room in
the Department of State where I was, rubbing
his hards and with a smiling face. “History re
peats itself,” said he. “Finding as I came to
the Department that I had not a dollar in my
pocket, I stepped into Corcoran’s Bank, and
said to the cashier: “Can you oblige me with a
loan of ten dollars*’ ‘Certainly,’ was the pol
ite reply, ‘certainly’—and while speaking he
was turning over the leaves of a ledger—‘ah!
here it is, I can give you two hundred and sixty
dollars, the amount of your balance.’ This I
had forgotten ail about, but tbe incident at
once recalled a story that I heard Lord Ashbur
ton tell twice at his dinner-table while he was
here, negotiating the treaty.
“Sheridan went one day to his bankers,
where he used at times to overdraw his account,
and asked with due humility, whether they
could oblige him with the loan of twenty
pounds. “Certainly, sir,’ said the clerk;
‘Would you like anymore—fifty or a hundred?
Sheridan, all smiles and gratitude, answered
that a hundred pounds would he of the great
est convenience to him. ‘Perhaps you would
like to take two hundred or three?’ said the
clerk. At every increase of the sum, the sur
prise of the borrower increased. ‘Have you
not then received our letter?’ said the clerk, on
which it turned out that in consequence of the
failing of some flue, a sum of tweive hundred
pounds had been lately placed to his credit,
and that, from not having opened the letter
written to apprise him, he had been left in
ignorance of his good luck.” As Mr. Webster
told this story, in bis inimitable style, his
black eyes twinkled like stars in their cavern
ous recesses, and his swarthy features were
aglow with smiles, He seemed to think that
he was not the only improvident man in regard
to money.
“Excuse me a Moment.”
Andrew Johnson, Vise-PreSident-eieet, ar
rived at the Capitol on the 4th of March, 1805,
about eleven o’clock. Mr. Lincoln was signing
bills in the President’s room, and Mr. Johnson
was shown into the Vice-President's room
where he was welcomed by Mr. Hamlin, then
Vice-President. There was nothing unusual
in his appearance, except that he did not seem
in robust health. The usual courtesies being
exchanged, conversation proceeded on ordin
ary topics for a few minutes, when Mi. John
son asked Mr. Hamlin if he had any liquor in
his room, stating that he was sick and nervous.
He was told there was none, but it could be
sent for. Brandy being indicated, a bottle
was brought by one of the pages. It was open
ed, a tumbler provided, and Mr. Johnson pour
ed it about two-thirds full. Mr. Hamlin said,
in telling it, that if Mr. Johnson ordinarily took
such drinks as that, be must be able to stand
a great deal. After a few minutes the bottle
was placed in one of the bookcases, out of
sight.
When near twelve o'clock, the sergeant-at
arms, Mr. Brown, came to the door, and sug
gested that the gentlemen get ready to enter
the chamber. Mr. Hamlin arose, moved to the
door near which the sergeant-at-arms stood,
and suggested to Mr. Johnson to come also,
The latter got up and walked nearly to the door,
when, turning to Mr. HarnliD, he said,“Excuse
me a moment,” and walked back hastily to
where the bottle was deposited. Mr. Hamlin
saw him take it out, pour as large a quantity
as before into the glass, and drink it down like
water. They then went into the Senate ebam
her.
Crant In Boston.
Ger. Giant gave Gen. Ga-field his hearty
support during the presidental campaign of
1880, and his last visit to Boston, Oct. 14, 15
and 10, was the response to the urgent request
that he would participate in the Republican
meetings in Faneuil Hall and Tremont Temple
which were held Thursday evening, Oot. 14,
and were addressed by Governors Rice and
Long, Emory Storrs, Ez-Minister Stoughton of
New York and others. At these meetings he
was received with tumultuous applause, show
ing that in the hearts of the Republican masses
be held the place he secured during the war.
His entrance into Tremont Temple is well re
membered. Mr. Storrs was in the midst of one
of his inimitable speeches when the party came
up into the Temple. GaD. Grant tried to evade
recognition, but it was impossible. “Grant has
come,” was passed along, and in a moment the
audience was on its feet. Mr. Storrs was quick
to meet the emergency, consulted Gen. Grant.,
and quite before he was aware of it the great
commander and ex-President stood before the
cheering audience. Gen. Grant came to the
front, aud, blushing and hesitating, told the
audience that while he was in earnest as a
Republican, he could not make a speech like
his friend Storrs, whom he again introduced
as his substitute. The scene at Faneuil Hall
was equally enthusiastic, During his stay in
the city he was given a banquet by the Loyal
Legion, and attended an entertainment given
by Farragut Post, G. A. R. Gen. Grant al
ways expressed his admiration of Massachu
setts soldiers and Boston hospitality. Some
Massachusetts men did not occupy a very high
place in his estimation, while for others he had
a sincere regard, especially Ex-Gov. Boutwell,
whose advice he prized highly.
“I MISS YOU, MY DARLING.”
We are under obligations to Mary Bryan,
Marshallville, Ga. ( for the following, in re
sponse to a request in this column not long
C6.
ALONE.
I miaa you, my darling, my darling,
Toe embers buna low on the hearth—
And stilled la the stir of the household,
And bushed Is the voice of Us mirth.
The rala splashes fart on the terrace,
The wlads past the lattices moao,
The midnight ehtmes out from tne mitt her
And I am alone.
■ I want yon, my darling, my darling,
I am tired with care and with Ire ;
I would nestle In alienee beside you
And ail t-ut your presence forget.
In the hU3h of the happiness given
To those who through trusting have grown
To the fullness of love and contentment—
But I am alone.
I call you, my darling, my darling,
Mv voice echoes back on my bean ;
I stretch my arms out to you In longing
And lc-1 they fall empty apart.
I whisper the sweet words you taught me,
The words that we only have known,
Till the blank of the dumb air Is bitter—
For I am alone.
I need yon, my darling, my darling,
With Us yearning my very heart aches;
The load that divides us weighs harder—
I shrink from tbe jar that it makes.
Old sorrows rise op before me,
Old doubts make my spirit thetr owe;
Oh! come through the darkness and save me,
For I am alone.
Ex-Mayor Carter Harrison, of Chicago, is at
Yokohama.
Mrs. Garfield and her daughter Mollis, have
arrived in Liverpool.
Mr. and Mrs. Archibald Forbes will spend
most of the winter at Augusta, Ga.
The grave of Benjamin Franklin, in Philadel
phia, is in a much neglected condition.
Sow Kee, the richest Chinaman in San Die
go, Cal., is dead, and has left §500,000 behind
him.
Four or five musicians will shortly go on a
visit to Japan from Austria, to study Japanese
music.
The Dominion Government will soon send a
car load of lobsters to the Pacific coast for
propagating purposes.
Prince Ferdinand, of Bulgaria, has only $50,-
000 a year private income, but he will inherit
§2,000,000 from his mother.
The Rev. David R. Merr, D. D., for many
years editor of the United Presbyterian died in
Pittsburg, Pa., the morning of the 14th iust.
The Rev. C. H. Spurgeon is credited with
having declined an offer of §00,000 for one
hundred lectures, to be delivered in this coun
try.
A son of the King of Greece is in love with
the daughter of the Prince of Wales. The
young man from Greece says he won’t have
any but her.
It is said that the Sultan of Turkey is desir
ous of personal interview with Queen Victoria
and Emperor William, and will soon visit Lon- -
don and Berlin.
A testimonial to Mr. Bnrgess, designer of the
Volunteer, is being raised, and Mr. Baird, the
secretary of the yacht club, says the fund will
probably reach §50,000.
P. T. Barnam, the veteran showman, is plan
ning a long trip through Central and South
America. will not be accompanied by bis
show, going for pleasure only.
Edmund Sylvester, the founder of Seattle,
W. T., and the oldest member of the Masonic
order West of the Mississippi, died in Seattle
last week at the advanced age of 92 .years.
John Ogg, of Guelph, Ont., is the champion
rifle shot of Canada. In matches of the Vic
toria Rifle Clnb, this week, he made 04 ont of
a possible 70 at 500 yards, and 62 out of 70 at
600 yards.
Hidemaro Nam boo, of Japan, was graduated
at Princeton in 1878. He is now court astron
omer at Tokio. When he accepted the court
appointment his name was changed to Hide-
maro Okenna.
The death, at the age of 81, is announced of
M. Daniel Ramee, the eminent Frenab archi-
' tect and author of a remarkable “History of
Architecture.” He carried out the restoration
of Beauvais cathedral.
Rev. Bernard Carpenter has resigned from
the Unitarian church, of which he was pastor
in Boston, and has been succeeded by Edward
Everett Hale. His congregation presented him
with a check for $10,000.
Francis Genail, who died recently in St.
Louis at the age of 93, could once have bought
a piece of land for §10 that is now worth §25,-
000,000. The “unearned increment” in that
case was quite considerable.
Joseph Sellwood has made §500,000 from
his contract to take the ore out of an iron mine
at Gogebic, Wis. He started penniless three
years ago, and now makes §250,000 a year by
sub letting his ten year contract.
Ex-Senator Blaine was in Paris on the 15th,
and breakfasted with the distinguished cosmo
politan and bimetalist, Henri Cerunshi. Should
the temperature not become warmer, he ex
pects to go to the south of France.
The old Van Courtlandt manor house, which
is more than 150 years old, is still dwelt in by
one of the family which built it. It stands in
the middle of a tine estate of 1,700 acres be
yond the Harlem river in New York.
Reuben R. Thrull, of Rutland, Vt., aged 93
years, is in attendance upon the Rutland Coun
ty Court, now in session, looking after some
old cases on the docket. He is probably the
oldest practicing attorney in the world.
Rev. Y. Hiraiwa, a native Japanese Metho
dist minister, has been brought to this coun
try by the missionary authorities. He will
spend the autumn and winter in attending
missionary meetings throughout Canada.
Senator Hawley, who is called “Governor”
in Connec’icut, “Senator” at Washington,
“General” in military circles, and “Joe” by
the old soldiers who served under him during
the war, is said to prize the last title the most.
J. II. Dernier, one of the oldest German res
idents of Pittsburg, has given eight acres of
land on which are situated two large frame
houses, stables and other necessary frame
buildings, to found a German oiphau asylum.
Col. A. T. Babbitt is the cattle king of Wy
oming. He owns 60.000 head of stock and
leases about 100,000 acres of grazing land.
Cheyenne owes considerably of its prosperity
to the trade derived from the Babbitt cowboys.
Prof. Spencer F. Baird, whose will has been
filed, bequeathed all his property to his widow
during her life, and then to his daughter dur
ing her lifetime. Should both die without
heirs, what remains is to revert to the Smith
sonian Institution.
Among the heaviest taxpayers of New York
are John Jacob Astor, §235,040; William As-
tor §170,000; estate of W. H. Vanderbilt, §171,-
124; er.tate of Robert Goelet, §107,390; New
York Central, §343,613. and the Consolidated
Gas Company, $223,310.
Archbishop Walsh, Archbishop Croke, all
leading prelates of the Reman Catholic Church
in Ireland, andjtbe Archbishops of Irish birth
from other parts of the British Empire, have
arranged to visit Rome in January, when con
ferences will be held, and a foundation stone
of a cathedral in honor of St Patrick will be
laid.
Prof. E. P. Thwing, M. D., of Brooklyn, read
paper on “American Life as Related to Ine
briety” at the quarterly meeting of the Society
for the Study of Inebriety in London. As
there are no other than private inebriate asy
lums in Great Britain, his paper about govern
mental retreats in America excited great atten
tion and interest
E’-astus Winans has another gigantic scheme
contemplation. It is in brief to build 1,000
cottages on Staten Island and sell them on long
payments to actual heads of families who will
occupy the same, each purchaser to receive a
sort of life insurance contract which, in event
of his death, will cause the property to revert
to his heirs free of all debt.
S. D. Smolianoff, inventor of the nitro-glje-
erine shell, has left San Francisco for Wash
ington, en route to Europe. The shell has at
tracted considerable attention in England and
France, and Gen. Boulanger has invited the
inventor to Paris with the object of testing its
worth. Smolianoff is a Russian of middle age.
He came to America a dozen years ago.
The Indian Prince, Maharajah Sir Waghee,
who has just sailed from New York for Eu
rope, left orders in this country for raiToad
supplies and presents amounting to §250,000.
He has ordered a duplicate of Mr. Vanderbilt’s
drawing-room car, “The Wanderer.” For a
present to Queen Victoria, a magnificent riding
habit, to cost §3,000, is being made in New
York, as are also twenty-six costly ornameLts
for his English titled friends.