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®he Ulcddn Onstiftitioimlist. BY STOCKTON & CO, OVR TERMS. The following are the rates of Subscription: Daily, one year |lO 00 Wbkkly, one year $3 00 Home Again. Oh, are there any sweeter words In all our English tongue Than those the Birds so happily To music sweet hath sung ! What mortal has not felt at times A vague, half yearning pain, A longing for one scarce knew what, Oa hearing •* Home Again.” My pets I my noble Clarence boy, My daughter, loving girl, With eyes that sparkle like the eta-s, Hast felt, in pleasure’s whirl, When mirth and jest west circling round, And young hearts bounded.free, A something o'er thy spirits steal That spoke of “ Home and me.” Clarence, my boy, when wine and wit Made bright the passing hours; When the whole world seemed filled alone With music, love and flowers ; Did thought of her, thy mother fond, C:oss o’er thy heart the while, When friends and eti angers vied alike To win thy beaming smile ? Alice, my star-eyed pet, when w ords Os flattery sought thine ear, And many a glance told the sweet tale That youth so loves to hear, Didst find ’tie pleasant now and then ’Mid strange, new scenes to roam, Tho’ all around is bright to me, Still dearer far is home? Then welcome back, my own loved ones, Unspotted from the world; The pleasure a’l her fairest scenes Before thy gaze unfurled. Thus purely may ye life enjoy, While sunny youth is given, Keeping enshrined within thy heart Thy Mother, Home and Heav.n. R. A. L. [From the Globe. The Dishonored Banner. ADAPTED FROM “THE AMERICAN FLAG.” Tl>t banner, whose dim, waning light Glims faintly on the trembling air, Seems filched from the robe of night, Without one star of glory there! Erst glowed its folds with gorgeous dyes, Like raylets from the azure skies, And gleamed its pure, celestial white With streakings of the morning light; Flag of the tree heart’s hopes and home, By angel bands to valor given ! Its stars did light the welkin dome, And all its hues were b rn in heaven; Now on its lolds th’ unwilling sun Sheds lingering rays of the evening’s dun, Since late lorn by tyrant’s hand, 3 he symbol of his vaudai baud- Majestic monarch of the cloud I No moi e 1 thou rearhbt on high thy form JI mid war’s tempest howl t g loud, Amid ti.e hurtling d ath-shafts driven, As though the bell fie' ds of the storm Had seized the thunderbolts of Heaven ! While Freed m from her eyrie gazed, Beheld her banner of the fiee Careering where her temples blazed I And, erst, her plains ot victory Ensangui ied with her children’s blood, And darkness where her al tai s stood. Then hade her angel from the skies Wash from thy folds her gorgeous dyes! Flag of the brave! no more thou’lt fly The sign of hope and triumph high 1 No more the standard of the brave. Thou’rt the symbol of the trembling slave, Since he alone thy strip, s will bear And all thy shameful gueidons wear. No more the soldier’s eye shall turn To see thy meteor glories burn. For those red meteors rise and fall Like gluts of flame on midnight pall; Nor foes shall heed their fitful glow, Nor gallant arm shall strike below; But darkling hosts shall cower beneath Thee, hateful messenger of death, For freemen’s life-blood, warm and wet, Has dimmed thy glittering coronet! Flag of the seas 1 the ocean wave Shall spurn thee floating o’er the brave, And shamed afoam shall hurl thee back As ’fore the broadside’s ree ing rack, When death, careering on the gale, Sweeps d irkly round the bellied sail, Each hapless wanderer of the sea, Whose gaze toward Heaven s'-all pause at thee, Shall blush as thou dost mocking fly, Like hovering ghoul, to see him die 1 Cold are those hearts that warmed for thee, And all ’heir love-born hopes are fled; No more thou’rt standard of the free, Thy sons of valor all are dead ! Grim horror claims the free heart’s home, To vandal hordes for rapine given, Whose flames did light the welkin dome, And shamed the genial glow of Heaven 1 Go ! float over yon Bastlie’s towers Where laie the despot hade thee wave, And as the night of freedom lowers Henceforth be standa- d of the slave. Behold I the young morn streaks the sky; The old stars deck the welkin dome; See Faction’s clouds how swift they fly I While Freedom seeks her ancient home ; She flings her banner o’er the lea; It greets each sun-lit hill ar.d dale, Salutes the sky, the earth, the sea, And floats in beauty on the gale ; Its azure folds how bright they gleam I Since all its hues were born in Heaven— Like lingering mi mories of a dream, Or weird forms in Summer’s even ; Still miscreants claim its magic sway In vapid boastings, deep and loud, While Freedom’s self they scourge away To die within her bloody shroud. New York, April, 1868. P. C. W. A Plea for Eggs- [These are the days for “pleas” of all kinds.— “ Pleas” for women’s rights; “pleas” for the poor, the young and the tempted; but the annexed “ plea ” s something out of the order of “ common pleas Be gentle to the new-laid egg, For eggs are : rittle things ; They cannot fly until they’re hatched, And have a pair of wings. If once you break the tender shell, The wro ig you can’t redress; The yolk and white will all run out, And make a dreadful “ mess.” ’Tis but a little while at best That hens have power to lay; To-morrow eggs may addled be, _ w . ere ( l lji te fresh to day. Oh touch be light That takes them from the keg ; There is no hand whose cunning skill Can mend a broken egg! J! with at “n<Jer touch, For, till the egg !s biled, Who knows but that, unwittingly It may be smashed and spiled ? ’ The summer breeze that ’gainst it blows Ought to be stilled and hushed • ’ For eggs, like youthful purity, ’ Are awful when they’re squashed. Information Wanted—Of Mr. John or P.o bert Kinney, who were born in St. John’s New Foundland, he years 1804 and 1808, the sous of Rob. : Catherine Kinney ; they left with their lather for Halifax, N. 8.; Robert went to Boston and John to New York ; if liv ing, they will hear of something to tbeir’advan tage by addressing Mrs. Krowl, 60 Gansevoortt street, New York. (From th" New Orleans Crescent. Abandonment of the Gulf States by the Whites. NUMERICAL PREDOMINANCE OF NEGROES IN THE BODY POLITIC INTOLERABLE. * Some of the newspapers of Virginia ap pear to anticipate a considerable addition to the white population of that State by migration from Southern sources. They refer especially to a tendency in this direc tion on the part of South Carolinians, who are anxious to put themselves beyond the sweep of the dark, portentous shadow of impending negro supremacy. Under this impulse, a number of new settlers, it is said, have already arrived from South Carolina, and a great many more would come were it not so difficult to sell the lands which they abandon in the one State and to buy lands on which to make their homes in the other. In order to abate the last of these difficulties, it is proposed that landed pro prietors in Virginia unite in the offer of liberal aud inducing terms to this class of immigrants. This migratory movement is as abnormal as it is melancholy; and, though it may portend still deeper disaster for South Caro lina, it is not surprising. Let us hope, however, that it will prove to be only tem porary, and that this dejected and unhappy State is destined yet to experience a situa tion which will invite immigration, instead of repelling its own population. Mean while, a few salient facts, political and sta tistical, afford a ready explanation of the movement. There is no other Southern State except South Carolina, unless Flori da be one, in which the numerical predomi nance of the negroes is great and decided. There are four hundred thousand of this population in South Carolina against three hundred thousand whites. Politically, this disproportion is made much greater by disfranchisement under the reconstruction law, and by the frauds of Radical registra tion ; the registered white voters of the State being only about forty thousand, whereas, its registered negro voters are up wards of eighty thousand. Those whites who are prone to emigration by reason of these facts are doubtful of the success of a struggle against such numerical odds. It is not the mere game for political ascend ency which they are prepared to throw up in despair. The carpet-bag Radicals have no imprescriptible charter to colored voters in South Carolina any more than in Vir ginia or Louisiana. The political status of the negro once out of the question, it is by no means improbable that the policy of Wade Hampton aud other South Carolina Conservatives, based on the recognition of identity of interests, will at length prevail, and that the majority of the colored voters I and the majority of the white voters will work harmoniously together, and form the preponderant political powers in the State. , But all this is involved in a problem of the future. In the interval, negro supremacy, | organized by carpet-bag Radicalism, looms ! i up as a baleful certainty, disturbing socie- I j ty, paralyzing industry, depreciating pro- ( petty, closing every avenue and suppress- , ing every element of hopeful prosperous ac- j tivity. Hence this impulse of emigration. < It is significant that the emigrants in this , case do not seek home in foreign countries, I ] in the West, or in the far North ; but that , they turn toward Virginia, in a somewhat j higher latitude, indeed, but where they find | a sympathetic public opinion, a climate and . a soil not much different from their own, , and social elements, including a considera ble colored ingredient, such as they leave I behind them. They are not repelled by the negro population of Virginia, because they , have no fear of its predominance there, nu- , merical, social, and otherwise. This a very suggestive fact. — I » [From the New York World. Editors and Offices. A clerk of any ordinary court, from the lowest county court to the Supreme Court of the United States, who should argue in any newspaper the cases on trial would not be allowed to retain his office a single day thereafter. If there can be any degree of flagrancy in such an action, surely the most flagrant outrage upon all propriety and all decency is the Clerk of the High Court of Impeachment in daily giving dur ing the trial of the President to such as read his two papers his arguments for the conviction of the accused and his reasons why Senators should coincide with these arguments. The question admits of no de bate. It has but ope side, which fact no amount of ingenious arguing can disprove. Shame enough it were that this editor and clerk should commit the outrage; to de fend it. is even a greater shame. For, be it remembered, the articles which he has printed, and of which complaint is made, were not editorials purporting to express the opinions of the two papers in the anonymous style of American journalism, but letters signed with his nom de plume, which is familiar to such of the public as may be familiar with the said papers. But Forney is both indecent and a defender of indecency. He says ; We have newspapers of all soits, and amongst the most prominent of them those which are devoted to the advocacy of political principles. Are we to be told that the editors and proprietors of this influential class of news papers are to be forever excluded from public office ? that no editor may be clerk of the House of Delegates or secretary of a State Sen ate, or of the United States Senate, without abandoning his business ? that, in fact, the prominent position a man has attained as a publicist debars him from the reward which men in other professions claim ? This would make a person worthy of high station in the inverse ratio to his Influence ; and he who is least able to affect or control public opinion would be the most fortunate. If all editors held such notions as these, what would become of journalism ? Those who have attained to the highest distinc tion in this profession have been neither office holders nor office seekers. There can hardly be a question that the profession of journalism furnishes ample scope for the exercise of all the powers that men are ordinarily endowed with. Now and then a rare genius is vouchsafed to hu manity, who can be at one and the strne time a colonel, the clerk of the United States Senate, and the editor of two papers, both daily. Fortunately for the good name of journalism, such instances are very rare. “ The business of publishing a daily news paper as journalism is styled in the ar ticle quoted from—has become as truly a , profession as the law, or medicine, or the ology. Moreover, it furnishes its own re- AUJUofA, GA., WEDNESDAY MOKNING, MAY 27, 1868. | wards. Nor are they stlch as are specified j in the above excerpt. Superiority in the conduct of a public journal is not measured by the success of its editor in obtaining pub lic offices. As well apply the standard to 1 the three other professions. Like them, it is an organism of itself, has its own stand ards of excellence and its own rewards. With very rare exceptions, the editor who seeks or accepts an office t hereby confesses his incapacity to be an editor. The Artful Dodger. A GLANCE AT THE CHICAGO PLATFORM. “ Mack ” makes the following disclo sures about the Radical trimmers who are to manipulate the Chicago Convention. He says: As to the platform likely to be adopted at Chicago, I can say this much: that I have seen a draft of what I was assured had received General Grant’s approval, and was certain to be the platform of the conven tion. It was in the hands of a gentleman whom I know to be an intimate friend of Grant, and whom I know also to have come to Washington from the West and been re peatedly closeted with Grant while here, for the express purpose of ascertaining the General’s views of this subject. It may in terest the “ earnest ” wing of the Republi can party to know that the person to whom I refer was a Democrat throughout the war, and has never voted a Republican ticket, or even what was culled, during the war, a “ Union ” ticket, in his life. I met him not long since returning from General Grant’s house. He had talked about the political prospects, and especially about the platform to be adopted at Chicago. He produced from his pocket a closely written page of foolscap, which he said was “ Grant’s platform,” and added that Grant was in a condition to dictate to the party, and not the party to him, and that he would run upon no other platform than the one he then allowed me to read. I read it over from first to last. My friend asked me how I thought it would suit the convention. I told him it was remarkable chiefly for the skill with which it evaded the great issues of the campaign—reconstruction, negro suffrage, equal taxation and the mode of paying the national debt. From first to last there was not a line in favor of the Congressional policy of reconstruction; not a single indorsement of the Fortieth Con gress, or any of its measures; and no hint as to a financial policy. The whereas was i twice as long as the resolved. There were some glittering words about the late war for the Union, a vague hint at equal rights, without any special application, and a giit- i tering generality in favor of maintaining ] the public credit. It meant every thing or i nothing, just as you liked to it. I could see nothing in it that the Demo cratic Convention might r.ot adopt in July, , without a dissenting vote, and, at the same ; time, there was nothing that the strongest , Republicans could object to as squinting toward Conservatism. It reminded me of , the tariff plank of the Polk platform—in , which the Democracy resolved themselves ; in favor of a “judicious tariff.” In South j Carolina this was declared to mean free trade, or the next thing to it—revenue tariff. 1 In Pennsylvania, where the iron manufac- , turers were greedy and avaricious, it was translated into a pledge for a tariff* of one ] hundred per cent. You paid your money and you took your choice. On reading the , platform carefully, I assured my friend that ; I did not believe it would suit the convert- ( tion—to which he responded by repeating the assertion that Grant must be nominated . on his own terms, or not at all. “ There’s enough in that,” said he, “to suit any rea- ; sonable man. Those who don’t like it may : travel further and fare worse. For every : Radical who bolts the nomination because it is too Conservative, we’ll get ten Demo crats to join us.” He wouldn’t listen to any suggestion, such as that the Fortieth Congress would have to be indorsed in all its acts, including impeachment, reconstruction, and the leg- • islation in regard to the Supreme Court; or that something would have to be said as ’ to how the national debt must be paid. He insisted, on the latter pointy that the mere declaration in favor of maintaining the pub- 1 lie credit would successfully bridge the 1 chasm between the greenbackers of the ' West and the yellowbackers of the East. Strange to say, this meek and lowly plat form meets the indorsement, real or feigned, of a great many of the most violent Radi cals in the Senate anti House ; and though , there may be some grumblings and conse quent secession because of it at Chicago, still there is little doubt that it will be adopted at Chicago. Many of the most rampant impeachers are willing to nomi nate General Grant without a platform, hav ing unbounded confidence, as they say, in his firm Republicanism. When they are asked to point to an evidence of that'** Re publicanism ” they refer to his war record, forgetting that by the same standard Gen eral Sherman, General Hancock and Gen eral Frank Blair are equally firm Republi cans. The mystery of the matter is why men who are so liberal toward Grant as to take him on trust, should be so rigid with John son as to impeach him for differing from them in the construction of a law which, like most laws passed now-a-days, is ca pable of half a dozen constructions. For that, after all, is Mr. Johnson’s offense— Congress passed a law so loosely worded that, after a mouth’s argument by the ablest of counsel, it is still an open ques tion what it means. Mr. Sherman will undoubtedly vote to impeach the President for construing it to mean what he, himself, .as its special champion in the Senate, said it meant; just as Mr. Schenck, who was its champion in the House, has already voted to impeach him for construing it to mean what he told the'House it meant. It is a question of construction, and not of viola tion of law, that is involved in the im peachment. The whole matter turns upon whether Stanton’s case did or did not come under the operation of the tenure-of-office law. At the Roman Catholic Church of St. Joseph, in Southampton, the priest, the Rev. Father Mount, announced to his congregation, during Divine service on Sunday morning, the 26th, that a beloved son of her Majesty had been treacherously shot at, and he hoped that his congregation would ofler up their prayers to the Throne of Mercy that the Queen may be sustained and consoled in her great affliction, and the whole congregation rose spontaneously and chanted “ Domine salvum sac Reginam nostraia Victoriam,” &c., with the utmost fer vor. I An Excellent Fertilizer.—One of the > very best artificial fertilizers used upon our I farm, for all the cereal grains and root crops, we have prepared in the following i manner: Take one barrel of pure, finely ground bone, and mix with it a barrel of good wood ashes; during the mixing add gradually about three pailfuls' of water. The heap may be made upon the floor of an outbuilding, or upon the barn floor; and, by the use of a hoe, the bone and ashes must be thoroughly blended together. The water added is just sufficient to liberate the caustic alkalies, potash and soda, and these re-act upon the gelatine of the bone, dis solving the little atoms, forming a kind of soap, and fitting it for plant aliment. In this way the most valuable constituents of bones can be immediately available, and the addition of potash and soda aids in the for mation of a fertilizer of inestimable value. The water added is not sufficient to make a mass, difficult to dry, but is enough to lib erate the strong alkalies from the ashes. This preparation is so cleanly, convenient, and useful, every farmer should prepare as much as possible for his crops during the coining season. A gill placed in a hill of corn will work wonders. It is excellent for garden vegetables, and for all kinds of roots. It must be used in small quantities, or in about the same as the so-called superphos phates. A barrel of this mixture is worth two of any of the commercial fertilisers, and the cost will be but about half as much. It remains to be added, if the bone meal and ashes are very dry, four pailfuls of water may be required ; but care must be exercised not to have it inconveniently moist. It will be ready for use in a week after it is made. Pure, raw, finely ground bone and the best of ashes should be em ployed.—Journal of Chemistry. A Receipt Worth One Thousand Dol lars.—“ Take one pound of sal soda and half a pound of unslacked lime, put it into a gallon of water and boil twenty minutes. Let it stand till cool, then strain off, and put it in a stone jug or jar. Soak your clothes over night, or until they are thoroughly wet through—then wring them out and rub on plenty of soap, and in one boiling of the clothes well covered with water, add one teaspoonful of washing fluid. Boil half an hour briskly—then wash them thoroughly through one suds, and rinse with water, and your clothes will look better than the old way of washing twice before boiling. This is an invalua ble recipe, and I want every poor, tired wo man to try it. I think with a patent wash tub, to do the little rubbing, the washer woman might take the last novel and com pose herself on a lounge, and let the wash ing do itself. The woman who can keep a secret has known this a year or two, but her husband told it while on an electioneer ing tour.” So says the Ohio Cultivator. A Conscientious Widow.—A poor man, on his death-bed, made his will. He called his wife to him, and told her of the pro visions he had made: “ I have left,” said he, ** my horse to my parents; sell it and hand over the money you receive. I leave yon my dog; take good care of him, and he will serve you faithfully.” The wife promised to obey, and in due time set out for the neighboring market, with the horse and the dog. “ How much do you want for your horse ?” inquired a farmer. “ I cannot sell the horse alone, but you may have both at a reasonable rate. Give me a hundred dollars for the dog and one dollar for the horse.” The farmer laughed, but as the terms were low, he willingly accepted them. Then the worthy woman gave the hus band’s parents the dollar received for the horse, and kept the hundred dollars for herself. Right shrewd widow, that. Our Cavalry.—The gentlemen of the —“ long swed, saddle, bridle.” persuasion, upon a hand full of whom we have been relying to keep the Plains clear of hostile Indians, do not seem to have made a very powerful impression upon “the noble red man.” Not if we may draw de ductions and inferences from a recent de claration of that painted murderer and consumer of Government whisky known by the queer appellation of “ Spotted Tail.” ( Says this euphoniously named individual: “ We don’t care for your cavalry, because we can ride down within a hundred yards of them, and then if we give our whoop and shake our buffaloes, one half of your men will fall oft* their horses, and the other : hall will run away.” Which is complimentary to the armed gentry, who each cost us about $2,000 per annum, thousands of whom are quartered 1 in peaceful States for the ourpose of carry ing the next Presidential election for the Radicals. — N. Y. Express. German Element at the North.— The Boston Pioneer, a leading German or gan, hitherto Radical in politics, has a sig nificant article on the recent election in Michigan, which resulted in the rejection of negro suffrage by more than forty thou sand majority. It attributes that result mainly to the wide-spread defection of the powerful German element from the support of the Radical party. The defection, it be lieves, is becoming very general throughout the Northwest, and is mainly owing to the intolerant features lately engrafted on the Republican platform. “ The Germans,” says the Pioneer, “ feel the necessity of al lying themselves with the Democratic par ty in order to prepare themselves for the impending struggle-' against the social, spiritual aud industrial rights of the foreign born population.” It adds: “Since our adherence to the Republican party became treason against ourselves, treason against our fellow men, and treason against the life of the republic, the bond between us and the Republican party is severed. The small minority of the Republican party which remained true to its principles will have to seek other associaties. She Brought It.—An Irish girl in the em ploy of one of our first families was sent by tlic lady of the house one day last week to a dry goods store, with instructions to bring home a bed comforter. She returned, after a short absence, with one of the clerks. Colonel C. F. Hampton, brother of General Wade Hampton, a large land owner in Oconee county, Miss., has expressed a willingness, with many other public spirited citizens, to do oate lands to bona fide settlers—Germans an ther foreign emigrants. : London Times Compositors.—The last • number of the Bookseller gives us an insight into the admirable system which prevails in the . composing rootins of the London Times. Com positors evince the greatest desire to obtain . employment in the great establishment in Printing House Square. “ None but first rate compositors, however, stand a chance of being taken on, and the list of eligible candidates is generally a prettj’ long one. Moreover, the Tinies' system of raising competent composi tors from apprentices keeps the supply nearly equal to the demand. The Times is the only London daily paper that employs apprentices, and this employment is, indeed, the chief cause of dispute between it and the Society, though the apprentices are only engaged during the day, principally upon advertisements. When a compositor applies for employment upon the Times, he is tested, in a room by himself, upon a piece of Parliamentary debate “ copy,” which is usually written in a not overlegible style, an abbreviated long hand. If the applicant can compose sixty lines of minion in a fairly work manlike manner, without * doubles,’ 1 outs,’ wrong spelling, or a disproportionate number of literal or clerical errors, within two hours, his name is placed on a register of competent hands, and he may expect to be called in at the first opportunity. Once engaged, the perma nency of his post depends upon himself. No applicant oyer thirty years of age is eligible, and if he fail, upon trial, ’,o come up to the re quired standard of efficiency, he is paid for his sixty lines and dismissed, no one but the mana ger and himself being acquainted with the fact of hfs application, so that in no case can injury arise to a Society man from asking for work op the Times. In the printing office of the * lead ing journal,’ a capital system prevails. Men are encouraged in provident habits as soon as they attach themselves to the pacer. Half a crown in the pound is deducted from the earn ings of each regular compositor, pressman, machine man, and warehouse man, which sum accumulates at interest during the whole period of his employment, and is given up to him on his retirement, aud on no account before. A sick fund has been founded by the men, to which nearly every one subscribes ; and a sur geon is permanently engaged on the staff, and is always in attendance or within easy call. Refreshments of all kinds are obtainable on the premises at nearly cost prices, and the club principle is carried out in every department. Thus, not only are the employees eared for during the hours of their working life, but none can leave the Times, after any number of vears’ service, without possessing that penny fn the purse which we are told is the best friend at court. Could not other large printing offices be conducted on like principles and with equal benefit to masters and men ?” I The Monoply of Life—The general char acter of life is that of monotony. Whether we regard the life of man, or the life of beasts, we are struck by the same remarkable fact, that life, to all outward appearance, is a monoto nous succession of scenes and movements — all but incidental. We wonder how the interest is kept up. But. we never tire of going to bed at night, and we are very sorry when we tire ol getting up in the morning. We never weary, except with regret, of breakfasting, dining and supping ; and yet these actions are repeated incessantly three hundred and sixty-five times in the year, with renewed excitement on every succeeding occasion. We take off our clothes once every day. We do this at nearly the same hour, in daily succession ; and when health is good, the pleasure derived from so doing is not marred by the repetition of the act; for the ebbing and the flowing of our bodily sensa tions prepare us, without any effort on our part, for all the vicissitudes of our existence. When hungry, food is agreeable; when weary, sleep or rest is a treat; when cold, the pleasure derived from a cheerful fireside is delicious. The excitement is kept up by contrasts; and we purchase the enjoyment of one feeling by encouraging the reverse. With health, 'and youth, aud prosperity, we should never be weary. It is age, and weakness, and poverty that prepares us for death ; and even that comes easy upon most men, at least, like a sleep, and the heaviness of the heart gives even the last sleep a welcome. Cold Weather Caused by Holes in the 1 Sun.—The astronomers have brought forward > an explanation of this protracted “ cold spell.” 1 They say that the sun’s disc is at present rid- ’ died with holes, in other words, with spots, ! one of which is of very considerable size. It 1 is a deep cavity in the phostosphere, and so 1 wide that the whole terrestrial globe would 1 find room in it without touching the edges.— J There is another spot which, though much 1 smaller, still has one of its diameters as large 1 as that of our earth. Herschel and Arago, j having conceived the idea of comparing the i annual price of corn to the number of solar '• spots observed each year, found, ou compar- J ing a series of twenty-five results, that the 1 greater number of spots the higher was the ' cost of breadstufls. This shows that these phe- * nomena may reduce the heat of the sun con- 1 siderably. f i A Male “ Modiste.”—The Allentown, (Ra.) i Democrat of late date says : Many of our ladies < will remember being called upon at their resi- < deuces, last fall, by a lady agent going around’ i and selling ladies’ corsets, and fitting them at a s remarkably low price. Recently, in an interior f town in this State, the very same woman, by t the cheapness of her stock, aud a decided and i unwarranted partiality shown a beautiful lady t customer, aroused suspicion, and, on the lady t being arrested, she was found to be a young t man in disguise—fitting and selling just for the > fun of the thing. He says he has uassed through ] Easton, Ailentow’n, Reading, Pottsville, and j many other towns, fitting corsets to several thousand young ladies. The Columbia (Pa.) Herald says the same party has been fitting the , ladies of that town. And, later, he appeared in j Cairo, 111., and came near being fitted with a < coat of tar and feathers. Let the ladies beware ; of the corset-fitter in disguise. We are called upon bj’ the Citizen to explain 1 how it is that the income tax is uneoustitu- , tional, so that it must be set aside whenever the issue is properly presented to the Supreme ‘ Court. We will try to satisfy our contem porary. The constitution provides that all ' direct taxes shall be levied upon States iu pro- ' portion to their population. Congress has no power to levy any direct tax upon individual citizens. It must impose such taxes upon the States, and upon them only. The income tax is a direct tax. It is levied not upon the States, bat upon individuals. Therefore it is uncon stitutional, and cannot rightfully be collected of auy man.— N. Y. Sun. 1 » ■—II A story is told by Congressman Chandler, of New York, which shows that the great Eng lish novelist, now on a visit at Washington, is taking notes. A gentleman on horseback pass ed Mr. Trollope, and, by accident, the horse bespattered the Englishman with mud. The gentleman reined up aud apologized. “No matter, sir,” said Trollope ; “ but I would like to inquire if your horse has a name, and if not I would name him. “ Certainly,” responded the gentleman, " you can name him.” “ Then, sir,” said Trollope, “ I name him Donnely.”— No explanation was needed. The novelist had evidently been an attendant upon the late ses sions of the House of Representatives. What is the difference between editors and matrimonial experience? In the former the devil cries for “copy.” In the latter the “copy cries like the devil.” VOI. 27. NO. 22 '1 he Death of Lord Brougham. The death of Lord Brougham, the veteran English statesman, is announced in our cable dispatches. We give below asketch of his life, as published in the Intelligencer in April, 1867: Os that veteran anomaly in the House of Lords, now completing his eighty.ninth . year, tall, gaunt, bizarre, graceless, rough in person, rude in speech, awkward in manner, possessing neither the address of society, nor the dignity of station, nor the gravity of years, and yet who has achieved more brilliant success and gained higher honors than any member of the British forum the last two hundred years, it is next to impossible to say anything fitly and wise. Henry, Lord Brougham, was born in Edinburgh, in September, 1778. In early life he was the companion Jeffrey, Murray, Scott, and Wilson, and one of the “ founders of the Edinburgh Review. When that work had been published five years he wrote to Mr. Constable for a thousand pounds, promising to repay it by writing, in making which good he actually w rote all excepting two articles in one of the numbers of Volume XVII. Asa lawyer he has managed more important cases than all the rest of the bar. He was the leading counsel for Lady Elizabeth Ktr, when she claimed the dukedom of Roxburgh; of the English merchants who resisted the Orders in Council; of Queen Caroline, when, in 1820, she sued for her right in the British crown ; of Ambrose Williams, when the Church brought against him an action of libel for an article on the refusal to toll the bells on the death of the Queen ; and of the Dorchester labor ers, when they resisted the act of transporta tion. He has been fifty-seven years in Parlia ment. He acted on the slavery question with Clarkson, Wilberforce, and Grenville Sharp. He opposed the dragooning policy pursued by ministers towards the thousands ol hungry men aud women who protested against the corn laws ; he has attacked the hierarchy with the bit terest irony and most cutting gibes, and has fearlessly pleaded the cause of freedom in the cases of Smith, of Demerara, the Catholics of Ireland and the victims of the Holy Alliance. — His power of invective has never been equalled. He accused Canning “ot the most monstrous truckling for office that the whole history of political tergiversation could present,” and while indignantly alluding to the Duke of Wel lington’s declaration against reform, he ex claimed, pointing to Sir Robert Peel, “ Him we scorn not —it is you we scorn—you, his mean, base, fawning parasite.” His history is the history of law, government, literature, science, moralsand reform in Great Britain the last half century. His activity hardly seems moderated by age. On every question of in terest he still addresses the lords, and. though his voice has the melancholy crack of age, his reasoning is as cogent as in other days. Du ring the vacations of Parliament he resides at his chateau in Cannes, in the South of France, uuvisited by troops of friends, for he is pre eminently unsocial, but engaged as earnestly in study as sixty years ago. In the year 1860, at some time between the hours of twelve and four of almost any day du ring the session of Parliament; there might have been seen, by one who patiently watched, walking through the Westminster Hall, where- William Rufus held his first court in 1099, whose timber framed roof is the finest existing example in the world of scientific construction iu carpentry, and which for more than seven centuries has been the hall ot justice for all England, eight men, each past threescore years and ten, aud each notable as having been at some former time, in his way, the first man in the United Kingdom. Os those, Brougham and St. Leonard alone survive. Lyndhurst, Ellenborough, Landsdowne, Grey, Dundonald and Campbell have passed away. Lord Pal merston might be added to the number ; but to the world, less even than to himself, with his alacrity and optimism aud modern dress, Lord Palmerston, even when past his sevent}’- fifth year, did not seem an old man. They were the giants in intellect whom the eigtheenth century gave England, unsurpassed yet by the men who have succeeded them. Logan.—The British Museum, in London, to whose magnificent literary treasures and costly relics of antiquity General Logan has made such a valuable contribution by the presentation of his hnpeaebment speech, has a library of 575,000 printed volumes, 40,000 volumes of manuscripts, and more than 200,000 pamphlets illustrative of English and French history. A great deal of its celebrity is due to its works of art, the more recent contributions to which are the celebrated Nimroud marbles, brought from the ruins of Ninevah and Babylon by Mr. Layard. It may be doubted, however, whether there is any such curiosity in that Museum as the undelivered aud bottled-up speech of Gen. Logan, which will probably be kept in spirits, in a glass case, near the human-headed bull and other monsters in the Assyrian transept. It is gratifying to know, in the event of danger from fire or robbery, that the British Museum will not have the only sample of this oratori cal abortion, specimens having been sent to the Prince of Wales, the Bishop of London, and various literary characters, who, never hav ing heard anything of Burke or Sheridan, will be greatly astonished by their new acquisition, no doubt. It is to be hoped, however, that General Logan has taken the precaution of stating, in a preface to his production, that he is not the Indian chief of that name who took so many scalps in 1774. The English have sueh away of not knowing our celebrities, and of confounding native Americans with aborigines, that we shall not beat all surprised to see it announced in some English paper that this tomahawking impeachment speech is by the same man who once said to Lord Dunmore : “ Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life, Who is there to meurn for Logan ? Not one.”— Baltimore Sun. A Fenian Sticking to His Oath —The trial of William Roy, of Eastport, Me., for conspir ing with others to seize and destroy schooner Two Friends, at the time of the Fenian invasion in Passamaquody Bay, two years since, is naw occupying the attention of the United States Circuit Court at Portland. On Saturday the District Attorney placed a witness named Michael John Mooney on the stand, and asked him the question whether he, with others, went on board the Two Friends on the night of May 1,1866. Mooney refused to answer the ques tion, saying that as a member of the Fenian or ganization he was bound not to reveal anything that would criminate others, and he wished to keep his conscience clear. He was warned of the penalty of refusing to answer the question, unless it was for the reason that it would crimi nate himself. Mooney declined to answer, not on the ground that it would criminate himself, but that it would criminate others, aud was committed to jail for contempt of court. Dress in Men and Women.—Women are accused very unfairly of being over-extrava gant. As a rule men are far more so, and the account against them is principally due to those who fritter everything they gain or sell in numberless and nameless trifles. A woman has a natural title to being well clad—to being indeed clad so as to make the most of her ap pearance. She has a taste for jewelry. To de ny her ornaments is to stifle a genuine and reasonable Instinct. But a man who parts with a considerable portion of his income in order to comply with every freak of his tailor, and who really seems to have only used his brains up-” the patterns of neckties, is one of the most pitiable creatures alive. A gentleman ought to be correctly and neatly dressed. Salt Lake lately had a Leap Year ball, of which one of Brigham Young’s daughters was floor manager.