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Pew Manners.
To criticise a critic, well disposed,
Seems poor return for his well meant atten
tion ;
But since “ a Layman" of the town exposed
Us country parsons—whom he did not men
tion—
Some pay in kind does seem a simple duty,
And here’s the first Instalment of the booty.
No doubt the first attention of the hearer
Is given to manner in the pulpit now;
And he prays best, or preaches best, who
nearer
The "Layman's" model reaches, all will
vow:
But preach he as he may, there’s some, I’m
sure,
Such pulpit manner never would endure.
Some sermonß are too long for stupid hearers;
. The tone too flippant lor the godly sort;
’ This too artistic for the colder sneerers,
And that too prosy for the ardent sort.
Such wide diversity takes careful steering
To thread the maze and keep them all from
sneering.
Some like loud talking and gesticulation;
And some a quiet manner better suits;
Some view his dress with pride or execration,
And criticise him to his very boots;
But when you mention gowns for pulpit wear
ing,
The over-righteous almost looks like swearing.
Some do—some do not close their eyes in
prayer;
A grievous fault, our critic thinks, in
preachers;
But if his own were shut, 1 do declare
I don’t see how he did deteet the creatures ;
So while the "Layman" watches from the
pews,
We must, in praying, mind our p’s and q’s.
But what—we’ll ask—meantime are you a
doing,
Esconced so snugly down among the pews f
What thoughts and feelings in your heart are
brewing,
While truth is preached—the question you’ll
' excuse;
For since your writing, long ago I’ve won
dered
Whether you heard, e’en when the law was
thundered.
Perhaps you were not thinking of the sermon,
But watching while the preacher prayed or
preached;
Or careful only wisely to determine
Which of your neighbors by the truth was
reached;
Or all the while your thoughts were widely
straying,
Watching the dress, the gesture and the pray
ing.
There Is \ vacant manner in the pews,
That to the polpit oft is most distressing;
Where those who ought, and might be there,
refuse-.
To come to-day, for want of some new
dressing.;
But spend the day in lightness or in passion.
Because they cannot worship in the fashion.
Some stay away because it Is so hot,
And some because it’s ratber cold or raining;
Borne think they are sick on Sunday; or if not,
A Sunday sickness they are fond of feigning ;
The weather is so badly ordered, they
Excase their conscience every Sabbath day.
But when the week of labor has begun,
And the world’s pleasure and its cares re
qnireit; . , ,
They brave the storm, and wind, and ram and
sun,
And go to work because they do desire it.
’Tis only Sondsy weather that they fear,
And Sunday sickness that they cannot bear.
The pews are sometimes filled, but not with
people;
Filled with the spreading fashions of the day,
Wide at the base and tapering like the steeple,
And having just such clattering tongues as
they.
The flowing robes of fashion and of folly
Crowd a long pew with Mary, Ann and Polly.
A few come in to worship—more to look,
To display a kirtle or a bonnet;
Some gaze areftind, or toying with a book,
Display a h*d with glittering jewels on it.
Many are restless —treating truth as fiction,
And most of all enjoy the benediction.
Some news are always destitute of money,
Upon collection day, at least, ’tis so;
But stored with wishes, sweet ns melted honey,
For those who need much helping here
They whh devoutly a free pass were given
To all the poor—to be transferred to Heaven.
Sometimes the pews collect about the door,
And piously discuss the crops or weather,
Exchange the news, or else arrange, before.
To-morrow’s sale, or swap of hog or leather;
And when the service has hegun, come in
To re-arrange with conscience for the sin.
Some other manners, might deserve attention,
That strike ns in the pulpit as we preach;
Some that might seem too personal to men
tion, . .
And of true courtesv might seem a breach.
I only know, could “ Layman ” take our places,
Both eyes would open wide at some pew
graces.
Going to Sleep.
Two tireless little ieet al! day hare trotted
Across the parlor floors;
Two tiny, dimpled hands have slyly plotted
Mischief behind the doors l
Two magic crystal orbs, with watch unceasing,
Their glance on all hare flung;
Two rose-bud lips, their merry chattering teas
ing,
In blrd-Ilke notes hate sung.
Now, o’er those orbs the drowsy lids are clos
leg,
Bidding adieu to light;
And Hi** white hands, and leet Me still, repoe
{[«_
Meve whispered their “ Good night."
O bussed hour | when soft- winged sleep, de
scending,
And gives ID sweet suroenss
To toil woi n mortals—all their troubles enoltg
In sweet, oblivion* pesos.
gor Hu who evei (ul hs the r untight's ssttingi
A ud gently veils lh« ssrtb,
Tint iisrn ri pose msy hrtug that eell lorgutetng
Prelude to newer firth
Will ever gusid the lender InDut’* rlaiuber,
And »• n*t Ids sny-1 bunts,
11,“ mldi iebi numb end dssnlng beu*» in
number
WMk IMMIM H(N#4#v
The Famous “ Bloody Massacre.”
BT MARK TWAIN.
Mark Twain tells the following yarn in
the Galaxy in order to show how really
hard it is to foist a moral or a truth upon
an unsuspecting public through burlesque
without entirely and absurdly missing one’s
mark:
The other burlesque I have referred to
was my flue satire upon the financial expe
dient of “ cooking dividends,” a thing
which became shamefully frequent on the
Pacific coast for awhile. Once more in my
self-complacent simplicity, I felt that the
time had arrived for me to rise up and be a
reformer. I put this reformation satire in
the shape of a fearful u Massacre at
Empire City.” The Sau Francisco pa-
Pei's had made a great outcry about the
iniquity of the Dancy Silver Mining
Company, whose directors had declared
a cooked or false dividend for the pur
pose of increasing the value of their
stock, so that they could sell out at a com
fortable figure and then scramble from
under the tumbling concern. And while
abusing the Dancy, those papers did not for
get to urge the public to get rid of all their
silver stocks and Invest in sound and safe
San Francisco stocks, such as the Spring
Valley Water Company, etc. But right at
this unfortunate juncture, behold the
Spring Valley cooked a dividend, too! And
so, under the insidious mask of an invented
“ bloody massacre,” I stole upon the public
unawares with my scathing satire upon the
dividend cooking system. In about half a
column of imaginary inhuman carnage I
told how a citizen had murdered his wife
and nine children and then committed
suicide. And I said slyly at the bot
tom that the sudden madness of which
this melancholy massacre was the result
had been brought about by his having
allowed himself to be persuaded by the Cali
fornia papers to sell his sound and lucrative
Nevada silver stocks, and buy into Spring
Valley, just in time to get cooked along
with the company’s fancy dividend, and
sink every cent he had in the world. Ah,
it was a deep, deep satire, and most in
geniously contrived. But I made the de
tails as carefully and conscientiously inte
resting that the public simply devoured
them greedily, and wholly overlooked the
following distinctly-stated facts—to wit:
The murderer was perfectly well known to
every creature in the land as a bachelor, and
consequently he could not murder bis wife
and nine children ; he murdered them “ in
his splendid dressed-stone mansion just
in the edge of the great forest between Em
pire City and Dntch Nick’s,” when even
the pickled oysters that came on our tables
knew that there was not a “dressed-stone
mansion” in all Nevada Territory; also,
that so far being a “ great pine
for rest ” hotwppn Clltjr nnrj 71 M foi*
Nick’s, there wasn’t a solitary tree within
fifteen miles of either place; and, finally it
was patent and notorious that Empire City
and Dutch Nick’s were one and the same
place, and contained only six houses any
how, and consequently there could be no
forest between them; and on top of all these
absurdities I stated that this diabolical
murderer, after inflicting a wound upon
himself that the reader ought to have seen
would have killed an elephant in the
twinkle of an eye, jumped on a horse and
rode four miles , waving his wife’s reeking
scalp in the air; and thus performing, en
tered Carson City with tremendous edal,
and dropped dead in front of the chief sa
loon, the envy and admiration of all be
holders.
Well, in all my life I never saw anything
like the seusation that little satire created.
It was the talk of the town; It was the
talk of the Territory. Most of the citizens
dropped gently into it at breakfast, and
they never finished their meal. There was
something about those minutely faithful
details that was a snfiicient substitute for
food. Few people that were able to read
took food that morning. Dan and I (Dan
was my reportorlal associate) took our
seats on either side of our customary table
in the-Eagle restaurant, and as I unfolded
the shred they used to call a napkin in that
establishment, I saw at the next table two
stalwart innocents with that sort of vege
table dandruff sprinkled about their cloth
ing which was the sign and evidence that
they were from the Truckee with a load of
hay. The one facing me had the morning
paper folded to a long, narrow strip, and I
knew, without, any telltng, that the strip
represented the column that contained my
pleasant financial satire. From the way he
was excitedly numbling, I saw that the
heedless son of a hay-mow was skipping
with all his might in order to get to the
bloody details as quickly as possible; and
so he was missing the guide-boards I had
set up to warn him that the whole thing
was a fraud. Presently his eyes spread
wide open, just as his jaws swung asunder
to take a potato approaching it on a fork.
The potato halted, the face lit up redly,
and the whole man was on Are with ex
citement. Then he broke into a disjointed
checking-off of the particulars—his potato
cooling in mid-air meantime, and his month
making a reach for it occasionally, but al
ways bringing up suddenly against anew
and still more direful performance of my
hero. At last he looked his stunned and
rigid comrade impressively in the face, and
said, with an expression of concentrated
awe:
*• Jim, he b’iled his baby, and he took the
ole ’oman’s skelp. Cuss’d if I want any
breakfast!”
And lie laid his lingering potatoc reve
rently down, and ho and his friend de
parted from the restaurant empty but sa
tisfied.
He never got down to where the satire
part of it began. Nobody ever did. Tiiey
found the thrilling particulars sum flout.
To drop In with a poor little moral at the
fag-end of such a gorgeous massacre was
to follow the expiring eon with a candle,
and hope to attract the world’s attention
l# 'fiis lilaa that anybody could avar taka
my iiiaasaera for a ifcnulna onour«mo»
naver ones suggested itself to me. bodged
about as It was by all Urnae tell-tale aimer
illtlu* and lmpo#«bl||tlea eoiwernlng the
•* great pliia forest," the *• dieeael stone
mansion," eta. Hut I ftioml nut men, and
purer have forgotten ijn»", that w» never
rami lbs dull üßukMtatory •unaiundtoga of
insrvsliwualy MMMlflfl ililhhs when w« iuty»
no ■« mo-loii to suppose tuat aonta liioumm-
I slide atflbMor is tiling to dairaud »»
*tip ail the' and )n*si*n to Jh*vel in Hi*
blued eureling pdWwbiife and b« happy, !
AUGUSTA, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, JUNE 29, 1870,
[ffroin the Baltimore San, 18th.
Death of Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte.
Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte, of Balti
more, who has been for some months con
fined to his house by an incurable cancer
in the throat, from which he suffered for
years, died yesterday morning, at 3 o’clock,
at his late residence in this citv, corner of
Park and Centre streets, aged 65. He was
born in England, while his mother was
awaiting the favorable intercession of her
husband with his brother, then Emperor of
the French, which was never obtained.—
The romantic but sad story which attend
ed upon the marriage of his parents is
familiar to every one—how the popular and
courted Jerome Bonaparte, commanding a
French frigate, landed at New York in
1803, and was feted by our people in his
tour of sight-seeing throughout the coun
try ; how he fell in love with Miss Eliza
beth Patterson, of Baltimore, who is still
living in this city, and who, at the time of
her marriage, was a young and blooming
belle, and daughter of the wealthy mer
chant, William Petterson, Esq. They were
married December 24,1803, by Bishop Car
roll, according to the rites of the Roman
Catholic Church, and with a solemn mar
riage contract, drawn up by Hon. Alexan
der J. Dallas, witnessed by the prominent
citizens of Baltimore.
The youthful couple remained in the
United States for a year or more, traveling
over the various sections. In the Spring of
1805, after the empire was declared by Na
poleon 1., Jerome returned to Europe with
his bride, but by an imperial edict all the
ports of France were closed to her, and she
was not allowed to visit France, as the
marriage had not meet the imperial sanc
tion, and as it came directly in conflict
With the views which the ambition and
self-aggrandizement of the founder of the
Napoleonic dynasty had prompted in re
gard to his rendering his tenure of power
more secure by forming brilliant matrimo
nial alliances for his brothers with the
families of the ruling monarchs.
The Church of Rome, whose sacrament
had been insulted by the despotic action of
Napoleon 1., refused to recognize this vir
tual divorce, and Pope Plus VII. Invariably
declined to approve the second marriage of
Jerome, which took place August 12,1807,
with Frederica Catharine, daughter of the
King of Wnrtemberg.
He made King of Westphalia subse
quently, and as monarch was quite success
ful. When his brother was exiled to Bt.
Helena, in 1815, Jerome, Sr., resided near
Vienna and called himself Prince de Mont
fort (a Wnrtemberg title). In 1852 the
S resent Napoleon 111. called him to France.
[e was made a marshal of the empire and
the President of the Senate, and in the fail
ure of the succession of direct isane to the
Emperor he became heir to the throne. He
had one son by his second wife, Prince Na
poleon Joseph Charles Paul, commonly
called Prince Napoleon.
Tliv J’vuug tuufnhui, Mro. Pattviovu UUtJU"'
parte, returned to her father’s house In Bal
timore in 1811, and thp lad Jerome, whose
death we now noticeprecelved every educa
tional and social advantage which wealth,
talent and fond affection could give. He
graduated at Harvard University in 1826,
and studied law, but never practiced it.—
He soon after his graduation married Miss
Susan Mary Williams, of Roxbury, Mass.,
whose fortune was very large, and which,
added to his own, made him one of the
wealthiest men in Baltimore. He has re
sided in this city since his marriage, at
tending to his business interest and agri
cultural pursuits. He had two children
by tills marriage, a son, Jerome Napoleon,
born in 1832, and another son, Charles
Joseph, born in 1852. The eldest of these
sons eutered Harvard College, where he re
mained two years, but obtained an appoint
ment at West Point, where he graduated
in his class in 1852. Having visited
France with his father, he received the
favorable notice of Napoleon 111., and re
signing his commission in the service of
the United States, he entered that of the
French as sub-lieutenant in the army.—
He took part in the operations of the
French and English allies in the Crimea,
an 1 served at the siege of Sebastopol in
General Bosquet’s division. For gallant
and meritorious conduct lie received a
decoration from the Sultan. His appear
ance is military, but not Napoleonic, like
that of his father, lie being tall and slender.
Some years ago the present Emperor
consented to Conseil de Famille, to consider
and settle the question as to the recogni
tion of the Baltimore Bonaparte, and of
course the decision was, as he desired,
against it. If fully recognized by the court
of France, it wonld have given Jerome, of
Baltimore, precedence over his half-broth
ers and the Princess Mathllde, the children
of Jerome’s second marriage. The refusal
of Pope Pius VII. to confirm the order of
Napoleon I. declaring the American mar
riage null and void is still maintained by
the Papal court.
Mrs. Patterson Bonaparte never had an
Interview with her husband after his de
parture from her at Lisbon In 1805 but
once in 1830, when, during a visit to Eu
pe, she was gazing on the treasures of art
in the Pitti Palace, at Florence, Italy, she
met him vis-a-vis in one of the galleries.
He turned to Mrs. Bonaparte No. 2, or
rather the Princess de Montfort, and re-,
marked in an undertone, audible, however,
to our countrywoman, “that lady is my
former wife.”
During the reign of Louis Philippe, the
deceased resided in Paris under the name
of Patterson, and since the accession of
Napoleon to the Imperial purple he has
m en Hie honored guest of li.ls cousin at the
Freuc'i Court, where his eldest son, Jerome
Napoleon, Is ml ached, although nominally
in ilie French antiy.
Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte has home
the Intense suffering fl-om Ids disease, now
proved fatal, with more than ordinary for
titude.
In personal apisurnnce ho strikingly re-
M-mh'r I the portraits o the first Emperor.
He lutd ihe same ft-aiurea nud stolid look
whleli dmrar.u rize l the greatest soldier of
inodei'u time, end when tidied by fueling*
of i Ithur auger or pluaeure he ha-l the came
fiery expression. He resstnblod Napoleon
up -Mi Ilian any oi hit family—-ibo ■nine
alt i|si of ilia bead, regularity <*f features,
lirimne uou'iinueiieo, dark <ju i of fwuiler
1 toit, an i a |l <um cast lit tliae.MHb square
nioHld sod I, mis J , fi | i|l|ipj ) dm n r ihr [
11 >uo he was In Paris, found It r< ijoUlia to I
O't.i uv iy pr>».M l b>u In pulbu-' muuopmuni
HMHwysii* an uaibiwMi of jemdiar Avila*,
Ill* n.oriw. who la 11-a lA *•«.* of ag.>,
li«« all lei nominee, and ij.rleb,* |U[
1 bop iit bl saidi that b*r praml—oi hi iy yut I
I sUslu to • ♦*« (loslwoo Os KsttiefWr Os (be I
French, which would present the singular
anomally of an American ruling France.
During the late civil war in this country
the deceased allied himself closely with the
Federal Interests.
Mrs--Sarah C. Williams, the mother-in
law of Jerome Napoleon Bonaparte, who
resided with him, had been in feeble health
for some time, but no immediate fear of
death was felfr by her friends. What is
rather remarkable, soon after the dissolu
tion of Mr. Bonaparte yesterday morning,
a member of the family proceeded to her
room to inform her of the fact, when she
was found dead in her bed.
[From the Columbus Enqulror.
1863 and 1870.
We are now experiencing a spell of
weather very much like that of 1863. In
that year there was a remarkable and un
usual wet spell in June. It commenced
just about the time when wheat was ready
to cut, and continued so long and so inces-.
sautly that the greater part of the wheat
in this region sprouted upon the stalk.—
Quite a large proportion of the wheat crop
of the South was lost, or badly damaged,
by this cause. The corn crop had a very
fine growth of stalk; but the rains slacked
before tasseling time, and were much need
ed when the silks appeared. An unusually
large proportion of the corn stalks of that
year, though tall and stout, had no ears of
corn. This crop, also, fell far short of its
early promise, because of too much rain
when the stalk was growing, and too little
in fruiting time; at feast this capriclons
ness of the season was generally believed
to be the cause of so many large and bar
ren stalks.
The excessive rains of this June are suf
ficient to raise apprehensions that such an
other crop year as 1863 is upon us. .We
may yet hope, however, that the rains how
falling In such abundance will not exhaust
the season’s supply before the time for the
formation of ears upon the corn and the de
velopment of bolls on the cotton. The
stalks of both are now promising; the fruit
depends upon the character of seasons yet
to be experienced. There are those who
have a theory that the seasons complete a
cycle In seven years—that is, that a season
similar to that of this year may reasonably
be looked for seven fears hence. We do
not know that this theory has any reliable
confirmation from observation; but there
Is certainly a remarkable similarity be
tween the rainy season of the spring of.
1863 and that of 1870.
It will doubtless be remembered by num
bers of our readers, that many persons be
lieved that the extraordinary Spring and
Summer rains experienced daring the first
two or three years of our late war were
caused by unusual atmospherical perturba
tions and {concussions produced by heavy
discharges of artillery. W# were stronglv
»wsß& si w wmm
was at least a plausible 'one. But should
the remarkable Spring and Summer season
of 1863 be closely repeated in 1870, the
coincidence will, in the absence of known
unusual atmospherical disturbances, be
more favorable to the theory of the seven
year’s cycle than to the other.
Killed by Mrs. Stowe’s Byiion Dis
closures.—Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe’s
“ Vindication” has produced a result which
it is the privilege of few books to effect, for
it has killed a man. The unfortunate victim
was Paul Harro-Harrlng, the Danish politi
cal exile and adventurer, who may be re
membered as a visitor to this country some
twenty-five years ago, and the author of a
few works of fiction which have been pub
lished in New York. He was a friend of
Byron’s and fought by his side in Greece,
and on reading Mrs. Stowe’s volume re
cently, his mind, which had long been
affected, became so violently excited that
he committed suicide on the 15th of May,
by stabbing himself and eating phosphorous
off the ends of matches. This was in the
island of Jersey, where he had been sup
ported for a long time on the charity of
Mazzlni and other private friends. He had
been concerned in revolutionary movements
ail over Europe, banished from several
countries, and repeatedly imprisoned. Once
he made his escape from captivity by leap
ing from a vessel into the sea. In 1854 he
was released from the prison in Hamburg
at the intercession of the United States
Consul. He maintained himself some time
in Brazil as an artist, and he wrote several
volumes of poetry. Os late years he lias
labored under the delusion that he was the
special object of the hatred of the Russian
Government, whose spies he fancied to be
perpetually about him, and he gave great
trouble to the English police by his con
stant Applications for protection from his
imaginary foes. He was seventy-one years
of age.
Advertising Agencies. —Among the
new businesses which have sprung Into
existence during the past ten years, and
which go far to show the progressive
spirit of the age, is that of advertising
agencies. While many of them have
proved themselves anything but beneficial
to the publishers of newspapers, there are
honorable exceptions, and among them we
take pleasure in putting first on the list
the firm of Griffin & Hoffman, of Baltimore.
These gentlemen have not only proved
themselves valuable adjunct: to the news
papers throughout the country, by their
strict Integrity and attention to business,
but a great help to the mercantile commu
nity of Baltimore in introducing them to
the people of the Houth through a perfect
system of advertising in reliable ijaisns In
tills section. The houses in Baltimore
which have pursued a liberal system of ad
vertising have liecn handsomely rewarded.
The Baltimore UiixUts, In an article on the
subject of advertising, pays a deserved
ooiripllincni to M> wrs. Griffin & Hoffman.
It remarks on the boueflta to be derived
by tbe merchants of Baltimore from a lib
ers I system of advertising are-admirably
sdsfi'ed to every mercantile community.
[Hum n th Nuts.
Tip wff'»f»i| peasantry of Louisiana, not
Is lug favored by nature wltb flowing tr> **
res to rilsj ,«e of for tbe adornment <n tlm
l/iilti'f sinaee, tip* market price of ,-,,aV
isH < ie add lo have greatly risen In none*'-
qgwe'* of Ibe d> maud for uhlguon*, and
i ml*, hos iers I'ontpisiu of numerous fi b*-
pleas snlie nommlltmi by prsdalory
b os upon the pour dumb eulmele, wlmierii
nni I surf totes spat tiudr barbarous eeseit-
An 111-Starred Marriage—Dickens’ Own
Account of His Separation from his
Wife.
Early in life—just after the publication
of “ Pickwick ” —Mr. Dickens married the
daughter of Mr. George Hogarth, the au
thor and critic. He separated from her in
1858, and as the event called forth a great
deal of ill-natured comment, the following
letter was written for the purpose of being
shown to the public: ,
.. My Dear — : Mrs. E Jckensand I have
lived unhappily together for many years.
Hardly any one who has known us inti
mately can fail to have known that we are,
in all respects of character and tempera
ment, wonderfully uosulted to each other.
I suppose that no two people, not vicious
in themselves, ever were joined together,
who had greater difficulty in understand
ing one another, or who had less in com
mon. An attached woman servant (more
friend to both of us than a servant,) who
lived with ns sixteen years, and is now
married, and who was, and still is, in Mrs.
Dickens’ confidence and mine, who had the
closest familiar experience of this unhap
piness in London, in the country, in France,
in Italy, wherever we have been, year after
year, month after month, week after week,
day after day, will bear testimony to this.
Nothing has, on many occasions, stood
between ns and a separation but Mrs. Dick
ens’ sister, Georgine Hogarth. From the
age of 15 she has devoted herself to onr
house and children. She has been their
playmate, nurse, instructress, friend, pro
tectress, adviser and companion. In the
manly consideration toward Mrs. Dickens
which I owe to my wife, I will merely re
mark of her that the peculiarity of her
character has thrown all the care of the
children on someone else. Ido not know
—I cannot by any stretch of fhney imagine
—what wonld have become of them but for
this aunt, who has grown up with them,
to whom they are devoted, and who has
sacrificed the best part of her yonth and
life to them.
She has remonstrated, reasoned, suffered
and toiled, and come again to prevent a
separation between Mrs. Dickens and me.
Mrs. Dickens has often expressed to her her
sense of her affectionate care and devotion
In the house—never more strongly than in
the lass twelve months.
For some years past, Mrs. Dickens has
been in the habit of representing to me that
it would be better for her to go away and
live apart; that her always Increasing
estrangement made a mental disorder, un
der which she sometimes labors; more,
that she felt herself unfit for the life she had
to lead as my wife, and that she would be
far better away. I have uniformly replied
that she must bear onr misfortune and
fight the fight out to the end; that the chil
dren were the first consideration, and that
I feared they must bind us together “in
appearance.’ 1
waiWfggMm? sTofe: t
for their sakos, It would surely be better to
reconstruct and re-arrange the unhappy
home. I empowered him to treat with
Mrs. Dickens as the friend of both of us for
one and twenty years. Mrs. Dickens wish
ed to add, on her part, Mark Lemon, and
did so. On Saturday last, Lemon wrote to
Forster that Mrs. Dickens “ gratefully and
thankfully accepted ” the terms I proposed
to her. Os the pecuniary part of them, I
will only say that I believe they are as gen
erous as if Mrs. Dlckeus were a lady of dis
tinction and Ia man of fortune.
The remaining parts of them are easily
described—my eldest boy to live with Mrs.
Dickens, apd to take care of her; my eldest
girl to keep my house; both my girls and
all my children but the eldest son to live
with me in continued companionship of
their Aunt Georgine, for wtMfin they have
all the tenderest affections that I have ever
seen among young people, and who has a
higher claim (as I have often declared for
many years) upon my affection, respect
and gratitude than anybody in this world.
I hope that no one who may become ac
quainted with what I write here can possi
bly be so cruel and unjust as to put any
misconstruction on our separation so far.
My elder children all understand it perfect
ly, and all accept it as inevitable.
There is not a shadow of doubt or con
cealment among us. My eldest son and I
are one as to it all.
Two wicked persons, who should have
spoken very different of me, in considera
tion of earned respect and gratitude, have
(as I am told, and, Indeed, to my personal
knowledge) coupled with this separation
the name of a young lady for whom I have
a great attachment and regard. I will not
repeat the name—l honor it too much.
Upon my soul and honor, there is not on
this earth a more vlrtuons and siiotless
creature than that young lady. I know
her to be innocent and pure, and as good
as my own daughters.
Further, I am sure that Mrs. Dickens,
having received this assurance from me,
must now believe It, in the respect I know
her to have for me, and In the perfect con
fidence I know her, In her better moments,
to repose in my Irnthfulness.
On this head, again there Is not a shadow
of doubt or concealment between my chil
dren and me. All is open and plain among
us, as though we were brothers and sisters.
They are perfectly certain that 1 would
not deceive them, and the conflder.ee among
us is without a fear. C. D.
Charles Dickens—Tue Author's Se
pulchre—The Desire op Boz to be
Buried Beside the Only Woman that
he Ever Loved—Edwin Dhooo .—London,
June 18.—It is said that Mr. Dickens, some
time before his death, had desired that his
remains should be interred In an old burial
ground at Rochester, since closed, and that
the necessary permission has been sought.
Rumor says that Agnes, the heroine of Da
vid C'opperfleld, Is interred there, and that
she wee the only woman whom Dickens
ever loved, though be did not marry her.
The general fueling is that Westminster
Abbey should receive the remains of tbe
great novelist, and that, “ as the shrine of
genius, Westminster Abbey would lie In
complete unless the dost or Claries Dick
tins wee entombed there."
Fears were entertained that Dickens'
latest work of Action, "The Mystery of
Edwin Drond,” had loan left uncompleted i
but tipi publisher* say that tip y have ma
terial fur three additional Members, and
memoranda alm***t endUe ut to complete
the narrative, ami partially s**l*t In (he
, »ii|i|,,u of lire mystery surtoumling the
hero.
j*, st l„ a are eellius lu He**ou at flfty ,
[ sente p> r dotHNt.
VOL. 29. NO. 26
General Items.
_ Tll e next Convention of the International
Typographical Union will be held in Balti
more.
The East Tennessee and Georgia Rail
road has earned for the past year ending
this month *1,260,000.
The editor of the Council Bluffs (lowa
Times counted seventy-seven gum chewers
on the street within fifteen minutes.
Lydia Thompson and Pauline Markham,
on motion of Mrs. Mary Kyle Dallas, have
been made honorary members of the New
York Sorosls, by acclamation.
McFarland is in Indiana, trying to get a
rehearing of his divorce case. As such a
proceedings without precedent in Indiana,
the people there la'ngh at him.
Miss Amy M. Bradley is the first female
officeholder in North Carolina. She has
been appointed examiner of schools in New
Hanover county.
Eleven thousand eight hundred and nine
ty-two emigrants arrived in New York
last week, 8,000 of whom went 'West or to
the Interior.
Miss Louisa Stratton, of Cass County,
Indiana, challenges any man in the State to
a plowing match with her. She proposes
a two-horse team, each competitor to drive
the horses and hold the plow.
A Louisville seed dealer, twenty years In
the business, says that in no previous year
within his recollection was so mneb grass
and clover seed sold South as this season.
For a considerable time his sales of clover
seed averaged *25 a day.
Some white gentlemen who took seats in
the colored men’s car on the Charleston and
Savannah Railroad the other day werq in
vited to another car by the conductor, as
the colored passengers objected to white
gentlemen sitting and smoking in their car.
Madame Demorest, a member of the So
rosls, has formed a copartnership with an
other Soroslan, name not divulged, and
the duo will embark Immediately In the
wholesale tea trade, with a capital of
*500,000.
A test tournament of chess is being play*
ed at the chess club at the Europa Hotel,
New York. Some thirty players are taking
part on one side or the other. The object
Is to establish the proficiency in the game
of different members of the club,
A recently deftiultered clerk In New York
received the princely salary of *6OO a year,
on which he kept a box at the theatre, gave
champagne sappers and supported a pre
miere danseuse. Strange such a thrifty
young man should have defaulted.
Large sums of money, irrespective of
sect, have been subscribed for the sufferers
by the late fire at Constantinople. The num
ber of lives lost is variously estimated at
from 800 to 1,800. The Turks were freely
throwing open their houses to the Chris
. —M. -- kntMiA/f Aitf
General O’Neil has resolved to bring salt
against the Government, claiming *IOO,OOO
damages for arresting him on foreign ter
ritory without authority. The General
has an eve to business. He failed in his
rain on Canada and now he is going to try
his hand on Uncle Sam.
D. H. Cram, Esq., the late, and for many
years the energetic and efficient Superin
tendent of the Montgomery and West
Point Railroad, has been elected President
of the Selma and Pensacola Railroad,.and
will enter upon the new position on the
first of next month.
Red Cloud is a proud king of the plains,
and stops at the St. Charles Hotel. Brady
photographed him, ribbons, moccasins,
slouched hat and all. He Is rather a stal
wart specimen of a natural lunatic, and
behaves strikingly like the old time states
man, such as Tom Benton, who went to
the pump with a stride as if all posterity
were observing him. —Washington Letter.
The Knoxville (TeniL) Whig says that
the report that Robert Toombs would de
liver the oration in that city on the occa
sion of the decoration of the graves of the
rebel dead was utterly without foundation,
and was Intended to prejudice'be mind.
It was starred, however, by the Prese and
Herald of that city, a Democratic paper of
the strictest sect.
The LaFayette (Ala.) Reporter has the
announcement of the death at Mr. George
8. Turner, tor the last tblrty-four years a
valued citizen of Chambers. He was a
native of Oglethorpe county, Ga. Also,
Hon. J. B, Wyckoff, at the time of his death
a member of the court of county commis
sioners of chambers. He was a native of
Catawba connty, North Carolina.
Reptiles in Ireland.—Tbe story of
Saint Patrick’s expulsion of venomous rep
tiles from Ireland Is known to everv one.
Some writers have supposed that the tra
dition should be interpreted in a meta
phorical sense, and that the worship of de
mons or of serpents was abolished by the
Saint, in any case, the fact that the is
land was free from these creatures is men
tioned by several early historians, and a
native bishop says, in a Latin poem of the
ninth ceDtury, that In Ireland, “ no serpent
creeps through the grass, and no frog chat
ters In the lakes." This latter phenomenon
remained true till the early part of the
eighteenth century, when a fellow of Trini
ty College, Dublin, imported some frog
spawn from England, and placed It in the
ditches. Since then, frogs have spread
over the country. Several Attempts have
also been made to introduce vipers and
other snakes, but, apparently, they have
not survived long. A species of lizard,
however, Is said to be fonnd In Ireland.—
The Island of Malta claims a similar Im
munity.
The Catuolic Cathedral in London.
—This edifice will rival St. Panic, and will
be among the most magnificent eeemuub
Meal structures In tho world. A portion
of laud in the vlolnlty of Westminster Ab
bey has bees purchased for about MWfiW,
Its extent is between three and four acres,
ami the price Is said to be extraordinarily
low far such a trset In tks centre of Lon
don. Large contributloue far tbe edifice
have iwen made by members of th* KnxUsb
nobility, end the Marquis of Bute will pay
a lew tmn annually until H Id eompWiad,
Tbe Uatltolie frith more than divides tbe
bom* British empire, *«4 He re l# e degree
of appropriateness In » grand Catbofk fJd*
Ibedr-rl in tin Iregrt of lire modern IMof
hen Judging from tire accounts lernlsbefl,
tbs new building will perilsliy reprodaue
the egtendofi i* At ivff-rs,
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