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About Weekly constitutionalist. (Augusta, Ga.) 185?-1877 | View Entire Issue (March 2, 1870)
®f| tU cch In (Constitutionalist. BY STOOKTON k CO, The Circuit Preacher. BT OEOROK ALFRED TOWNSEND. Hie thio wife’s eheek grows plncHed Rod pale with anxiou3Bess intense; He sees the brethren’s prayerful eyes o’er all the conference ; ' **—■ He hears the Bishop slowly call the Ion" “ Ap pointment ” roils, " Where in his vineyard God would place the gatherers of souls. Apart, austere, the knot of grim Presiding Eld er* sit ; He wonders if some city “Charge” may not for hi-’ have writ? Certes! could they his sermon hear on Paul and Luke awreek, Then had bis talent ne’er been hid on Anno mes6ix Neckl Poor rugged heart, be still a pause, and yon, worn wife, be meek! Two years of banishment they read far down the Chesapeake 1 Though Brother Bales, less eloquent, by Wil mington is wooed, The Lor that counts the sparrows fall shall feed his little brood. “Cheer up! my girl, here Brother Riggs our circuit knows ’twill please. He raised three hundred dollars there, besides the marriage fees. What! i a.s from us who preached the word these thirty years or so! Two years on barren Chincoteague, and two in Tuck hoe? “The schools are good, the brethren say, and onr Church bolds the wheel. The Presbyterians lost their house; the Bap tists lost their zeal. The parsonage is clean and dry; the town has frierdly folk— Not half so dull as Rhehoboth, nor proud like Pocomoke. “Ob 1 ihyji-st will, our Lord, be done, though these eight seasons more, We see our ague crippled boys pine on the Eastern Shore, While we, thy stewards, journey out our dedi cated years Midst i ores ter s 'of Nanticoke, or heathen ol Tangiers! "Tea! some mast serve on God’s frontiers, and 1 shall fall, perforce, To sow upon some better ground my most se lect d’3course; , t At Sassatrc.B, or Smyrna, preach my argument k on ‘Drink,’ IMy series on the Pentateuch, at Appoquinimink. “Gray, am I, jrethren, in the work, though tough to bear my part; lit is these drooping little ones that sometimes I wring nr heart, |And cheat me w h the vain conceit the clever ness is mine ITo fill the churches of the Elk, and pass the I Brandywine. These hairs were brown, when, full of hope, ent’ring these holy lists, Proud of ray Order as a knight—the shouting Methodists— made the pine w ds ring wiih hymns, with prayer tiie nig winds shook, And preact f“im Assawaman Light far north as Bomoiiy Hook. “ -My nag was g'-iv, my gig was new; fast went, the sandy-miles ; The eldest Trustees gave me praise, the fairest sisters smiles; SUB I recall how Elder Smith on Worton Heights averred My Apostolic Parallels the best he ever heard. " All Winter long I rode the snows, rejoicing on my wo' ; At midnight our Revival hymns rolled o’er the sobbing bay; Three Sabbath sermons, every week, should tire a man of brass— And still onr 'fervent membership must have their extra Cle.es! “ Aggresnive with the zeal of youth, in many a warm requite, I terrified limrerSloniets and scourged the Mil lerite; But larger, tenderer charities such vain debates supplant, When the dear wife, saved by mv zeal, loved the It.aeraut. "No cooing dor-e of storms afeard, she shared my life’s distress, A singing Miriam, alway, in God’s poor wil derness’ The wretched at her footsteps smiled, the friv olons were s ''l; . . * A bright nath m irked her pilgrimage from Bir kbird to SDOwhill. “Anew face in the parsonage, at chnrch a double pride! like the Madonna and her babe they Ailed the • Amen-slde*— « Crouched at my feet in the old gig, my boy, so fair and frank. Noscon go’s darkest marshes cheered, and sluices of Choptank. "My cloth drew close; too fruitful love my frnit'rss life -outran; The townfolk marvelled, when we moved, at sneh a caravan ! I wonder not roy lads grew wild, when, bright, without the door, Spread the ripe, luring, wanton world, and we, within, so poor! "For, down tae silent cypress aisles came shapes even me to scont, Mocking the lean flanks of -my mare, my boy’s patched roundabout, And saying : • Have these starveling boors, thy congregation, sonls, That on their dnll beads Heaven and thou pour forth such living coals ?’ " Then prayer brought hopes, half secular, like seers by Endor’s w tch; Beyond onr barren Maryland God’s folks were wise and rich; When c'' lung spires and easy pews showed hov. c preacher thrived, And all « brethren paid their rent, and many yonng ones wived I “ I saw the ships Henlopen pass, with chap lains fat and sleek; From Blshopshead with fancy’s sails I crossed the Chesapeake; lo velvet pulpits st the North eald my best sermons o'er, And that on Paul to Patmos driven, draw tears in Baltimore. “ Well! well 1 my brethren, It is true, we should not preach for pair— (l would my oerraons on Saint Paul the Bishop heard himself!) But this crushed wife—these boys—these hairs; they oo’ me to the core | is It not hard, year after year, to ride the East ern Shore r " Ne»i year f Yu I yes I I thank you muek I Than my reward in*> fall, (Thai U s downright flue dUvourM on Pstmos and M iini i»iiii 11 80, M oih-r H liras, -nos mors my rid is shall ring In Bn old sis, i .'!**> r ’ip, sl 'k in in. who woo'd not die ewnif th'SM W 1 Mil >»p r Victor Hugo now says lie " will raise his yo(<i« for Ireland •' Wonders of Somnambulism. A London physician, in the intervals of active professional life, has employed him self with writing a series of essays upon matters that relate to the brain, nerve and mind. The opening paper treats of those qualities in children which are derived as a “ natural heirage ” from their progeniture which Is followed by an inquiry into ,l De generations of Alan.” Theessays are seven in all, and have beeu published In a neat and compact form by Fields, Osgood & Cos., of Boston. The author preraces his book with an appropriate epigraph from Dr. Holmes, and another from Leeky, and the style of his dissertations indicate great literary taste and ability. Prom the chap ter on somnambulism we take the follow ing curious examples: “Two very instructive cases are quoted by Dr. Pritchard, from Muratori. The first relates to a young Italian noble, Signor Augustin, who was accustomed to walk and perform a variety of acts in hi*|@£p. The attacks were usually announced by a peculiar manner of sleeping on his back, with wide open, staring, unmoved eyes. Vigneul Marville, an eye-witness, gives the following announcement of one occasion: ‘About midnight Signor Augustin drew aside the bed clothes with violence; arose and put on his clothes. I went up to him aud held the light under his eyes; he took no notice of it, although his eyes were open and staring. After performing a variety of movements about the house, and seeking for many things, ay pearing occasionally to hear noises that were made, and to be frightened by them, he went into the stable, led out his horse, mounted it and galloped to the house door, at which he kuocked several times. Having taken back his horse, he heard a noise which the servants made in the kitchen, and went to the door, holding his ear to the key-hole, and ap peared to be listening attentively. He afterwards went to the billiard room and enacted the motions of a player. He then went to the harpsichord and played a few irregular airs. After having moved about for two hours, he went to his room, and threw himself upon his bed, clothed ns lie was, and the next morning we found him in the same state; for, as often as his at tack came on, he slept afterwards from eight to ten hours. The servants declared that they conld only put au end to Ins paroxysms either by tickling the soles of his feet or blowing a trumpet in his ears.’ “ The case of Negretti is related by the same author, and is valuable as having been separately watched by two physi cians, Righellini sad Pigatti. He was a servant, and had walked in his sleep from his eleventh year. He would often repeat in his sleep the accustomed duties of the day, and would carry trays and glasses about, and spread the table for dinner with great accuracy, though his eyes were al ways firmly closed. Indeed, it was appa rent that lie conld not see, as he freqaently struck against doors and objects placed in unaccustomed positions. He sometfrnes carried a cardie; but a bottle sobstitnted for it seemed to do as well. His Sense of taste appeared to be imperfect, as he would eat cabbage for salad, drink water for wine, and take coffee for snuff, without appearing in any case to detect the substitution. “In other cases the senses are more awake and the intelligence more active.— Castelli, whose case is related by Frances co Soavc-, was found one night asleep in the act of translating from Italian into French, and looking out the words from a diction ary. When his caudle was extinguished, he arose and went to seek another light. When any one conversed with him on any subject on which his mind was bent at the time, he gave rational answers; but he seemed to- hear nothing that was said to Mm, or near him, on any other subjects.— Ilis eyes also seemed to be sensible to those objects about which he was immediately engaged, and were quite fixed; so much so that in reading he turned the whole head from side to side instead of his eyes. (From the French. The Two Partridges. A man named Gombaux caught a coqplc of partridges behind a hedge. He took them home and ordered them to be roasted ; but wishing that the priest of the town, to whom he was under certain obligations, should share in his good luck, he sallied forth to invite him, pending the cooking of the birds by Marie, his wile. Before his return the partridges were cooked, and Marie took them off the spit to put them on a plate; but in moving them a piece of the flesh of one adhered to the spit. She .tie it; you would have done the same thing ; hut, unfortunately, It tasted so delicious that she was tempted to take another little piece off the partridge. We all of us in this world have our various pleasures. Oue loves money, another horses, a third poetry. Marie love ! deli cate food, and for one delicious mouthful she would have given ail the money, horses, and poems in the world. The temptation to continue eating, now that she had commenced, was irresistible. She took one of the birds, and, leg by leg, wing by wing, devoured it. Still her hus band did not return. One more partridge remained. The temptation was appailiDg. She lasted the neck, which led toherbreak ing off a wing, and the end of it was there were no partridges left 1 A moment after Gombaux entered and inquired if the part ridges were cooked. “ Alas!’’ answered Marie, “ a horrid cat, when my back was turned a momeut, enter ed the room aud stoic them.” The peasant, not believing this, flew into a terrible rage, and, darting at his wife, threatened to immolate her. “ It was only my fun—only my fun! ” she shouted. “ You Imbecile! couldn't yon see It was a Joke ? l have covered them up to keep them warm.” “ It’s very lucky for you It la so," an swered the man ; for rmtredieu, they would have co-1 you dearer than at the market. Hand me my goblet and best napkin. I'll go and wait my guest In the farm-yard I mean to take our dinner Into the Held and eat It on the gras*." "A capital Idea,' said the woman. '• But first go and sharpen yah*’ kutfr ready to common of; It wants sna* pentng badly." (Joinbaiix threw off hi* gown, and going to lit" yard, commenced sharpening Id* knifl, n|Min a stone, (lust as hu wsnloui by Hie hack door Hid priest eiiteied by Hi* front "givs yourself *ir— save yourself," Man*- horeely wh'»i»>r«b "There is no lime to Its oet U ichau* Will soon re turn, wil l you are Hm*m a bead mutt. AUGUSTA, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, MARCH 2, 1870. “ What do you mean by talkiuglike this? ’ exclaimed the priest. “ Are you mad with your Gombanx ? Os course he will return and I hope very soon, too; for we are to eat a couple of partridges together.” “ This is only a ruse to get you here, sir,” she answered, speaking rapidly. “ We have no partridges here, as you may see; but he wants to lay hands on you, anil swears thnt if he catches you he will cut off your ears. Look at him there in the yard, sharpening j his knife! Do not wait until he enters. I implore you, sir, to.run for your life.” She spoke so earnestly that a sudden fright possessed the priest’s soul. He snatched up his hat and made a hasty exit. The wife then called Gonibaux. “ What is it V” he asked. “The priest has been here; has snatched the partridges, and made off with them. If you do not pursue him they are lost.” Iu a moment Gombaux was tearing after the priest, knife in hand. The priest, find ing himself pursued, rushed off for dear lift?. For some time they ran thus, the one shouting out terrible menaces, the other half dead with fright, turning his head at every step. Fortunately, the priest had the advantage both in time and swiftness. He gained his home, locked his door, and him self away in his room. Neither one nor the other, however, had any partridge that day. A New Projectile. AN INVENTION BY WHICH A CANNON BALT. MAY RE THROWN TEN MILES—EXPERI MENTS AT PORTRESS MONROE. Fortress Monroe, February 9. Mr. J. W. Hill, of Jefferson, Williams, County, lowa, has invented a double shotted projectile, by which he claims a shot can be thrown a distance of eight of ten miles Messrs. Hill and Roberts arrived here on Monday with permission from Washington to make experiments. The shot is conical, with a bore inside and a time fuse at the side. In fact, it is a small cannon Itself. Au eight-inch shot fired to-day weighed 200 pounds before being loaded. The inner cavity, or bore was BJ£ incht. and extend ed some 8 inches. Into this avity waff placed a half pound of powder; some tow was then inserted, and then a twelve and a half pound shot. The nozzle is stopped up by a brass plug in two pieces; the double Shot is then placed in a cannon and dis charged. The fuzes are from five to ten seconds ; at the end of that time the fuze ignites the powder and discharges the twelve-pound shot. The inventor claims that the velocity of the small shot is greater than was that of the larger one; but that is a point to be determined. The exper ments were commenced on Monday, but iu consequence of the plug in the end of the shot not being screwed in, the plug and the ball both fell out after traveling about one mile. For to day’s experiments, l.owever, the plugs were made to screw into the shot, and the result was satisfactory. The fuze to the eight-inch shot was a ten-secoud fuze, and at the end of that time the twelve mid a half pound shot was discharged, and the 8-inch shot kept on it? way until its force was expended. The explosion does not burst the shot, but drives out the plug, as there is no vacancy between the shot and the nozzle. This projectile has now been tested for the first time, aud is pro nounced a success. The i-xperiments were made by Colonel T. G. Baylor, command ing the arsenal at this post, and a full re port will be forwarded to the Chief of Ord nance. The principle on which the improvement is-made is regarded as a good one. Our 15-inch gun throws a solid shot at least five miles. Load one of these guns with a double shotted projectile, with a fuse Ar ranged to discharge the small shot when the cannon ball has reached its highest elevation—a fifteen-inch shot would take a twenty or twenty four pound shot without danger of bursting, and it is claimed that it would go further from this elevation than it would from the ground. The large shot would, of course, be fired at the object, while the small one would be aeut on to do what execution it could, and in firing at a line of troops would bo very effective. The small shot is made with a sabot for the rifle in the large shot, and Is large enough to fili up the space between the powder and the plug, which is screwd in, but only just enough to keep it from being shaken oat. Messrs. Hall & Roberts are entirely satis fled with the success of the experiments, and believe they can lire a shot almost any distance. Jenny Lind the Or rat Singer, as Siie is To-Day.—From a letter describing Jenny Lind’s recent appearance In Exeter Hall, London, we quote the following: We waited very patiently through Herr Goldschmidt's ambitious “ Instrumental Prclnde,” and through the first of his jerky choruses. It was Hot entirely the fog which made our eyes see dimly the sweet-faced woman sitting on his left hand, thinner, older, sadder, bat still with the same win ning, pathetic atmosphere abont every pose and every expression which conquered all hearts twenty years ago, disarms all criti cisms to-day, and will continue to do so as long as Jenny Lind’s soul dwells in Jenny Lind’s body. If there be such things as perfect grace of clumsiness, perfect beauty of homeliness, she has them ; and they are more lasting than the grace of graceful ness, or the beauty of good looks. As it is with her face, her movements, her atti tudes, so It is with her voice. Sacred above all it has lost, it has kept a certain some thing of such individuality that one would know it for Jenny Lind’s voice. In spi*e of the husky chest tones, in spite of the strained and hardly reached upper C, there is a peculiar soul-full quality in It which has been rarely heard on any stage, except when Jenny Lind has sung. Critics would say—and, perhaps by rules of art, their as sertion cannot be contradicted—that Jefony L'nd’s voice ia gone. But men aud women aw; still moved to thc-lr hearts’ depths by her singing. I believe if she slugs when she Is three acore years and ten It will be the same The rapid Increase of Ji ft* r»'«i, Texas, Is the " wonder of wou*l*;r« " Over one lull lion of dollars has learn expended on pub lie and private buildings since the great fire, and aliufure* to the value of two 1,1111 Ir t thmisand dollars ate now under contract and In MUM* of erection, For Minna have been wade by the puichaoe of real estate wi*hln the corporate limits du ring the leal rigidsen months, lb l oiisla- Hon I* now 111 b/i The Byron Scandal. SOME ADDITION AT, FACTS—LETTER FROM LADY BYRON. The London Quarterly Review, in reply to Mcfl. Stowe’s “ Lady Byron Vindicated, explains the circumstances under which the important letters printed in its previous issue were brought to light. They were given on the authority of the Earl of Chi chester, Lord William Godolphiu Osborne, and Mr. George Leigh. Several others, of similar purport are added, and also the fol lowing, in which Lady Byron refers to the charge of incest which was then already whispered: MiVart’b Hotel, February 20,1816. My Dear Mrs. Villiers : I considered your letter as a very kiud proof of the justice you do to my feelings, which are by no means so absorbed in my own distress as to forget those of others, who perhaps, suffer still more. I deeply regret the re ports which have been circulated relative to the cause of the separation betweeu Lord B. and myself, and none can occasion me more sorrow than that which you men tion as reflecting on Mrs. Leigh’s character; but as I can positively assert that not one of the many reports now current have been sanctioned or encouraged by me, my family, or my friends, I cannot consider myself in any degree responsible for them. During my residence under the same roof with Mrs. Leigh, all tny friends have heard me express the moat grateful and affection ate sense of her good offices toward me; and before I left the house, I wrote of her, and spoke of her, in those terms to every one who was iutimate with me. In the present state of circumstances, yon must be aware that a publication of‘the real grounds of difference between Lord B. and myself would be extremely improper, and, in conformity with the advice I have received, I must abstain from any further disclosure. It is very painful to me to be obliged, in consequence, to appear less con fidential than I wish toward you. I have been with my father ever since I came to town, of course wishing to be as unobserved as possible, and it is insisted upon by my legal advisers that I shall have no commu nication with Piccadilly. 1 must ask free indulgence for this answer. You do not know the extreme perplexities and miseries of my present circumstances, or I should feel secure of it. At least, believe me, my dear Mrs. Villiers, yours, most truly, A. I. Byron. To Hon. Mrs. Villiers. In the Spring of 1830, continues the re viewer, fourteen years after the separation of husband and wife, Lady Byroa and Mrs. Leigh quarreled, about money matters, it is believed, Mrs. Leigh taking the initia tive by declining all further intimacy with Lady Byron. In regard to Mcdora Leigh, the reviewer states that Lady Byron-“ having known all about the un happy girl for ten years without making any effort for reclaiming her, suddenly sent fjor her in the Autumn of 1840, brought her to Paris, and there, or at Fontainebleau, told her the revolting story of her alleged paternity.” in 1843, she took measures for establishing Mcdora Leigh abroad. “ The paragraph that has been going the round of all the papers stat ing that her story was received by Lady Byron did not forgive Mcdora Leigh’s re lapse into frailty. Blig died in 1847. The reviewer declares that he has seen the memorandum which Lady Byron gave Mrs. Btowe, and that “ It contains not a syllable from which atiy sane person without a ‘ prcjudicate’ opinion could collect that Lady Byron ever made the charge in ques tion, or any charge involving crime at any time.” * The Bal Masque. " AFTER ” JENKINS. A grand affair of a ball—the Pioneers’— came off at the Occidental some time ago. The following notes of the costumes worn by the belles of the occasion may not be uninteresting to the general reader, and Jenkins may get an idea therefrom: Mrs. W. M. was attired In an elegant pain de fmegran, made expressly for her, and was greatly admired. Miss S, had her hair done up. She was the centre of attraction for the gentlemen and the envy of all the ladies. Miss G. W. was tastefully dressed In a tout envmblt, and was greeted with deafen ing applause wherever she went. Mrs. C. N. was utiperblv arrayed in white kid gloves. Her modest and engag ing manner accorded well with the unpre tending simplicity of her costume, and caused her to be regarded with absorbing interest by every one. The charming Miss M. M. B. appeared in a thrilling waterfall, whose exceeding grace and volume compelled the homage of pioneers and emigrants alike. How beautiful she was! The queenly Mrs. L R. was attractively attired In her new and beantifal false teeth, and the bonjour effect they natarally produced was heightened by her enchant ing and well sustained smile. The manner of the lady is charmingly pensive and mel ancholy, and her troops of admirers de sired no greater happiness than to get on the scent of her sozodont-sweetened sighs, and track her through her sinuous course among the gay and restless multitude. Miss R. P, with that repugnance to os tentation in dress which is so peculiar to her, was attired in a simple white lace col lar, fastened with a neat pearl button soli taire. The fine contrast between the spark ling vivacity of her natural optic and the steadfast attentiveness of her placid glass eve, was the subject of general and en thusiastic remark. The radiant and sylpk-llkc Mrs. T. wore hoops. She allowed to good advantage, and created a sensation wherever she ap peared. She was the gayest of the gay. MissO. L B. had her fine nose elegantlv ensineled. and the easy grace with which she Wow It from time to time, marked her us a cultivated and accomplished* woman of the world; Its exquisitely modulated tom- excited the admiration of all who had the happiness to hear It. B* lng oflknded with Mlsa X , and our ac quaintance having cf-sand pi-rmanently, I will take tbl* opjmrtilitlty of observing lo h*-r ihat It lu of no net- for h«r to ne slop, plug off to every ball lint takes place, sod j flourishing around with a braes oyster | kulfr skew* red through bnf waterfall, and smiling Imr sickly nolle, with her ill*ntal pug nose In the air, There la no lisa In It! s"ia don't t'»i l anybody, Everybody I knows she is old ; everybody knows she Is repaired (yon might almost say built) with artificial bones and hair and muscles aud things, from the ground op—pat together scrap by scrap; and everybody kuows, also, that all one would have to do would be to pull out her key-pin and she would go to pieces like a Chinese puzzle. There, now, my faded flower, take that para graph home with yon and amuse yourself with it; and if ever you turu your wart of a nose up at me again, I will sit down and write something that will just make you rise up aud howl. Mark Twain. A Duel With Swords in 'New York City. The New York Herald states that a duel took place in that city on Sunday night, between Mr. George Pronde, an English man, and Mr. Francisco de. Porto, the Cu ban who was seriously wounded in a duel with Mr. De Couto, the editor of the Spanish journal Kl Cronista, in Canada, last Sum mer. The cause of this last affray arose from certain taunts uttered by Proude on Saturday night, in reference to the conduct of Cubans in New York city, which so en raged Dc Porto that lie spat in Proude’s face. Preparations for a hostile meeting were at once entered upon. The Herald L says: The seconds were not fhr away, and, after a little consultation, there was chosen on behalf of Dc Porto a Mr. Alfred Nelli, n«1 for Proude Mr. Charles Pittman. The compact was then agreed to; the only ques tion to be disposed of was as to THE WEAPONS AND TIIK BATTLE GROUND- The combatants were determined to fight. Both were good swordsmen ; both had wrongs—the Cuban to avenge the slan der on his countrymen, his opponent to wipe out the stain that the defiant expecto ration of De Porto had Inflicted. With what weapons should they fight ? Pistols ? no; “ for,” said they, “ any fool can shoot; it takes a swordsman to fight a duel,” aud so swords were the weapons. De Porto in sisted on foils, but Proude desired the ordi nary sabre used by cavalry. This question formed the subject of much wrangling, but finally De Porto consented, and so far mat ters afforded mutual satisfaction. All this occurred up town, near the house of a com mon friend, and a fashionable one at that, in West Nineteenth street. . To that house, then, the parties, accom panied by their secouds, on Sunday night repaired. There was lio noise, no unusual sound to disturb the quietude of the place. Few were aware that within an hour one of two human liclngs might breathe Ids last. The preparations were made in sllenee, and the hour of two o’clock, yesterday morning, was awaited with anxiety. The edges of the keun blades were carefully ex amined, and for a lengthened period scarce ly a word was spoken. STRIPPING FOR THE FRAY. Ding, dong—it was two o’clock. In the spacious back parlor of the house In ques tion the parties assembled ere the echo of the chimes had died out. Both comhutan’s Stripped tot- the contest, the seconds now and then whispering something to those about to engaged Only a half dozen per sons were present, each one of whom was thrilled by a nervous excitement. A splen did chandelier shed a flood of light around the room, though otherwise the place w<n excessively Cold, so cold Indeed, ns to ne cessitate the wearing of a thin walking coat by each of the dnellßts, both of whom were attired in light pantaloons, all un derclothing being entirely dispensed with. All the arrangements having been com pleted, the combatants announced their readiness to proceed. A DEAD SILENCE ensued, while an ashy paleness seemed to be the prevalent complexion of every man In the room. The word was given and the duelists crossed swords, and having taken three paces backwards, the fight commenc ed. At first a slight timidity was apparent on both sides—not so much timidity, per Imps, ns the nervous expectation Inc, 'ent, to the opening of the encounter. Finally, after some little hesitation, De Porto ad vanced, Proude meanwhile on the alert to receive him. The scene was exciting. All at once the few spectators were startled by sudden cut made by Proiule at the head of his opponent, who, however, deftly parried, and retired a pace or two. Up to the pres ent both had observed a comparatively serene demeanor, but it was evident the duel could not be a prolonged one, each being bent on deadly strife. Having again crossed, great skill was displayed by both, their eyes flashing with Are and endeavor ing, as it were, to penetrate each others In tent ADMIRABLE SWORDSMANSHIP was displayed, the cuts being rapid, well directed and parried with precision. Up to the present, which was about five min utes from the commencement, De Porto had escaped with a slight sera till on the chest, Prondc being unharmed, when sud denly De Porto offering a tempting chance, Proude advanced on him and inflicted a diagonal cut upon the right thigh. It was a fatal move for Proude, for no sooner had he leaned forward to make the cut, than, with lightning-like rapidity, De Porto fol lowing up the contrajttio, gashed his oppo nent on the right shoulder, causing a wound som° five inches in length, and about one and a half inches in depth. Ills sword arm was qjsabled. • THE DUEL OVER. Proude dropped his blade, exclaiming, “ Enough for to-day ; you will give me my revenge another time;” to which De Porto replied: “ I am always ft your disposition.” Subsequently the parties shook hands and the wounds were examined. That In flicted on De Porto, though some eight Inches in length, was scarcely a quarter of an Inch In depth, while Proude’s was of a serious character, the blood streaming from It In profusion. He was immediately conveyed to hla residence in Brooklyn, where proper assistance was procured. A frightened horse In Port Hope,Canada. I rucuutly cro aed. at fulL speed, a viaduct e \ quarter of a mile long and alxtccn fi-t high, on a atng'e plank. George Fox. a man Os considerable I wealth, db'il a few days ago In New York | halving property valued at about $400,00(1. Mi the Government, lor the liquidation of the national debt. Ilia relatives are con' testing th.* will. j VOL. 29. NO. 9 The New Baby—A Boy’s Soliloquy.— Yes, there’s another of ’em up stairs now. I know’d it ’cause papa told me I most be quiet, and sit down in the corner with my books, and mustn't play ball nor ask Willie Smart to come in help me put my puzzle together. Then there's a cross nurse that’s always scolding me fbr getting In her way, no matter where I get. Beshles, Miss Qn dell was here to-day, and she took me An her knee, patted me on the back just like the cook does when I’m chokiug, and said ray nose was another degree out of joint,, but I knew better, tor this Is the third time she has told me, and it is no more out of joint than it ever was. She’s a hateful goggle eyed oM maid—that’s what she is. I saw it, too. It’s got a little, rouad, red head, without any nalr, with great, deep wrinkles, instead of eyes, and when It cries it opens it mouth, as though it meant to swallow itself. Pa helped me upon the side of the bed, and told me to kiss my dear, pretty little sister ; and when I wouldn’t, and called it a horrid, ugly little thing, he said 1 was a naughty boy, and the nurse shook me—said I ought to ashamed. I didn’t get to kiss my mn at all. I knew better than to try it, for once, when another baby came, I climbed up on the bed, and, putting my arms around her neck, hugged and kissed her; but all the time I had my right knee on the baby’s head; so 1 was whipped, and put in my crib without spy supper, because 1 didn’t know it was there. Little Annie thinks it’s nice to have & new sister; but she was the babv before, and don’t know anything about it. I can remember long, long ago, m& used to call me her "sweet little darling,’’ and pa dandled me ou his foot, and said I was a ‘“fine fellow," and annt Julia declared that 1 was a “ perfect little angel;” but then Tom came, and all my pretty toys were given to him ’cause he was the baby, anti I was called and scolded by everybody ’cept grandma, and she’s good to me yet, though there’s been two other new opes since. I wonder where all the babies come from ? Ma sayS the Lord sends them. I wish he wouldn’t send any more to our house; we’ve got more’ll enough now. It might be nice for them if they could stay little always, but they have to grow big after a while, but then ain’t they better off than the rest of folks. I rather think, if I was a baby I’d ask the Lord to send me where I’d not grow any bigger, and then I’d have notldug to do but to lie on tny back, and chew my toes, and have folks say I was the “ darliugest, cutiningest little creature they ever luid their eyes on,” TnKOPIIILUS Ladislab Zbcherkskofski, a pupil of Liebig, has succeded in making a discovery which promises to revolution ize the trade in precious stones. He lias succeeded iu making slllcloits and ulnmt noos ethers; nud it Is said that by simply mixing a certain quautlty of these ethers with other chemical elements be produces almost Instantaneously the most magnifi cent results. Combined with the oxide of Iron In a |>erfoctly pare condition, the ala ihlnous ether makes a ruby ; with sulphate of copper, a sapphire ; with any of the salts of nickel, an emerald. With the salts of , chromium the si Melons ether gives all the beautiful varieties of the topaz. These ethers evaporate with a very subtle aud pungent odor, which some people find htgli ly agreeable. The salts chrystaltze with perfect regularity on the evaporation of the ether. Although the corundums obtained by this process have not the extreme hard ness of the natural substance, yet their brilliancy wlien the operation Is carefblly conducted Is admirable. 81 lex and alumi num, the bases of the flints and clays, a ft elements to be found all over the globe, and the process of manipulating them Into gems, though one Os extreme delicacy, re quires no costly apparatus and no expen sive material*. The Proposed Neoho^Jcbii.ee.—Down ing, the oysterman, proposes a universal negro Jubilee with the proclamation of the Fifteenth Amendment, which wc pronounce a very happy conceit. By all means let the jubilee be proclaimed, and let Down ing put up acoHseum at Washington and gather into it say fifteen thousand colored musicians an 1 minstrels, and let him hare outside a hundred pieces of heavy artillery, and a grand display of fireworks and bal loons to magnify the chorus, and our word for It he will totally eclipse Gilmore’s Bos ton Panjandrem; while miking at the same time a splendid fortune from his oysters. What says the old war song of the Missis sippi river darkies, speaking of the rebel master aud his slaves, looking "away up de river where de Lincum gunboats lay f’ It says: De mAfctn run, ha I ha! De darkies stay, ho! ho! It must be now de kingdom nm a cornin', And de year of jubllo. A Dog Sacrifices Huxsblf to Save ms Drunken Master.—A gentleman liv ing in Wauwatosa relates to u» the follow ing incident, for the truth of which he vouches: One day last wcekainari went to a saloon, as was his daily custom, to driuk, aud meeting boon companions, re mained with them till late at night, when he started to go home. Overcome by the liquor he had drank, the man laid down on the railroad track and went to sleep. A faithful dog, who had followed the man, stood and watched over him uutll the whistle of a locomotive In the distance showed that a freight train was app- cach ing. The dog, fully aware of the danger imminent to his master, tried to arouse the drunken man, and tore his clothes badly In the attempt. Unable to awake the sleeper, the g took the man by the shoulder and lalrly dragged him from the track, just os the train oame on. The man was saved, but the poor dog who had so faltbfoHy pro tected the master he loved, was atm ' by the cow-catcher and smashed to pi. es.— When the man recovered his senses it was found that his flesh was bitten In several places by the dog, iu the strong efforts made by the animal to save his life. The man the next day gathered np the pieces of the faithful animal and buried him He was so folly impressed by the mnurkably narrow escape from death that he ins re solved not to get drunk again. Preparations have already begun for the great national shooting festival, to be held in Cincinnati on tlieHth September next. It I* said that anew description of lava la Itetng thrown from the crater of Vesuvius slims the lasi eruption, oonelst'ug of rrvs tall zed salt, This beautiful ptienoinenou has hitherto been unknown In volcanic natural history,
