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No. 113 Broad Street,
HOME, GA.
Has been greatly enlarged, and la now one of
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in the State. On hand and receiving every week,
large supplies of School, Classical, Standard and
Miscellaneous Books, Photograph and Autograph
The sun was bright and the sea was bland,
Apd the tide danced In as merrily,
When a sailor poshed his boat from the sand;
And the waves kept time with homely glee,
For the sailor hummed, 44 Two fleets there be:
And one sails over the son-lit waves,
And one lies under the sombr^ea.”
The sea was bland and the sun was bright,
And a favoring wind blew fresh and free.
And the learning sail disappeared from sight;
But the old refrain still remained with me
Which the sailor sang—“Two fleets there be:
And one sails over the sun-lit waves,
And one lies under the sombre sea.”
ing that the Borneo would be b
leas intellectual and a trifle more , j]
presaive with the lovely Juliet, FraaC
ticaliy hta wile and Dnnlrirqfte were planet Venus during her transit across the
alone ;Jack told me all this Jong after- son- appear to confirm the impression de
The tide danced out with the freight it bore;
Ah, the tide came back soon smilingly,
But the sailor’s boat never touched the shore;
And I sing to myself, for I cannot flee
From the haunting strain, 44 Two fleets there be
And one sails over the sun-lit waves,
And one lies under the sombre sea.”
So ode by one from the shining world .
Jrfeafloet sails down to the dlnh&l lee—
To tiie fleet wh ere ev sail ;
And my heart keeps tune ;o tue m.. stic key,
WUUei drift and sing, “Two fleets ts*re be:
And one sails’over the sun-lit waves,
And one lies under the sombre sea.”
So a little while and he who sings
Shall ham no more his songs to thee'; .
So they who watch his son-lit wings
Shall hear, perchance, when they cannot see
Ihe lips which sing, 4 Two fleets there be: .
And one sails over the sun-lit waves, ( w r :
And one lies under the sombre seA* v ' .
SIBYL SAKTOttYS* rEKIL
Albums, Bibles, Hymn and Prayer Books, Blank
Books, Stationery, Fancy Articles, School Supplies,
etc. Also will be found in the Music Department,
a splendid assortment of Chickering, Mathushek,
A lion and Hale Pianos—both Square, Grand and
Upright. Also Mason A Hamlin, Shonmger.
Packard and Bay State Organa, at prices that will
defy competition, either North or South. Instru
ments sold on instalments, or retailed at whole
sale for Cash. Ludden A Bates prices at Savannah
duplicated.
Oct. lS-ly H. A. SMITH.
BARBER SHOP!
Went Side tf Enin Street,
One door South of Bur k Ltake’s,
BY LEWIS BOND.
HAIR-CUTTING, SHAMPOOING, SHAVING,
and ill wort In my ltnn done In a tnEnfnctory
Burner. Don’t fill to give ne a cUL
One evening (1 think that it was the
first night of the ’revival of “Borneo
and Juliet” at the Lyceum) Jack Sar-
torys and his wife occupied abox there,
which, alter much difficulty, as lie
averred, Col. Dunkirque, Of the
“Heavies,” had been fortunate enough
to secure. As a general rule, Col
Dunkirqne was not in the habit of pre
senting first-night boxes to his friends
unless he had some object to gam. Peo
ple suggested that it was a ruse on his
part to win Jack’s good graces—especi
ally the smiles of Jack's wife ; but then
people might have lied—they frequent
ly do in such mattera—and yet for once
they were right ' v .
. .Dunkirqne was a notorious Lovelace,
as handsome a man as you would see
anywhere—a man whose appearance
was hailed with inward tribulation mid
groaning by poor devils who had- not
the pluck to kick him outof their bouses
when his attentions grewioopronounced.
It was rumored, too. 'thak- his doings
lately had’ been very shady—so. shady
that his friends.(he had many friends)
all predicted that tu
have tojiofcfrom their
of those ministering
Shy lock & Co.
Sibyl Sartorys was a very
womfui—dangerousiy handsome.-,
had masses of golden hair, which ^
not owe its sunny, tinU to woe vile-
Wash, arched red futoMcweet Mae -eyes,
a soft white neck, andupeuBjOexion of
dazzling fairness. In addjiioiljto these
charms she possessed a kahflk of pleas
ing people when she cbgiegpM' ’
tfpuble, and was also very * J
her own ‘ immediate cm
fallen in love with her in his usual im
pulsive, headlong maimer ; bnt, for my
own part, I always thought her a trifle
hard and .unsympathetic. (There was
sometimes a look in her swedt eyes not
entirely acquiescent when Jack had in
timated something of wliioti she disap
proved. Having said what he wanted,
Jack generally let her have her own
way, and so the impending storm' al
ways blew over—for a time. She de
manded absolute slavery from him. and
accepted his devotion as a matter of
course. Clnb friends, amnsements, all
had to give way to this.little autocrat’s
imperious mandates ; and poor Jack
was spoiled for us.
Yet he was very happy. In her sof
ter moments, prejudiced as 1 was, I
could but admit, the charm of her sweet,
low voice, and the winning eyes which
could have lured a babe from its mother’s
arms. But I often imagined that her
thoughtlessness would one day bring
her to grief. She had such a superb
contempt for the conventionalities. You
and I, gentle reader, know better. We
bow down and worship Mrs. Grundy,
as if we liked her ; but do we ? I think
not. '
Dunkirqne did despise the conven
tionalities and decencies of life—nay,
he outraged them persistently. He
had always some confidante to whom he
unbosomed himself of his troubles with
those freelances, the money-lenders.
Dipped as he was, he contrived to get
through as much money as of old. His
horses ana dinners were the best in
town—men eagerly sought to ride the
one and to eat the other. I think Sibyl
Sartorys alone knew .how soon there
would be neither—tow quickly the
bubble must burst and Dunkirque hide
his diminished head for the rest of his
days in some little fifth-rate continental
town. And yet she fancied that she
loved him. Had he been prosperous,
happy, gay, she would not have done
so ; but aa he was going to the dogs it
seemed to her as if she had no alterna
tive but to accompany him.
Who is it says that women always
wreck themselves with their best im
pulses ?
In person Dunkirque was tall and
well-built, but there was an indefinable
something in his face which betrayed
that he had not long to live, All the
Dunkirques had died of consumption
before tneir fortieth year, and the colo
nel was thirty-five. With this sword
hanging over him, it was impossible
not 10 feel sorrj—at least toe women
thought so—for his misspent life. Men
were inclined to believe that he made
the most of the situation, and posed
for that effect But then men are such
unfeeling beings ; they have none of
the finer sympathies of their wives—
their mission is to pay bills and be
generally useful.
That evening things seemed to be
approaching a climax—a deuced un
pleasant, one too, for poor Jack. When
-Capulet said to the maskera,
‘•I have seen toe day
That I nave worn a visor, and could tell
A whispering tale in a lair lauy’B ear.
Such as would Please,”
Mrs. Sartorys' eyes met Dunkirque’s,
drooped in a half-shamefaced but still
tender way. It was not a look I should
k e to see on the face of my wife, when
talking with another man, though hav
ing provided Jack with his first pony
and piloted him across the oountry at
toe early age of seven, I am looked
upon as an old fogy who is not entitled
to express any dir. ct opinion. Perhaps
my ideas are rather old-fashioned—
wholesomely so.
Jack did not notice what was going
on, He loved his wife too dearly even
to dream of such infamy. It was a
delightful experience to him to listen
to the balcony scene, and to follow toe
lispless fortunes of the star-crossed
lovers, although be could not help wiah-
God knows I never acted so promptly
before in my life, and yet 1 have been
in one or two tight places. There was
-But never mind. Let toe “old Yuan
garrulous” continue his story.
When Cob Dunkirque’s carriage was
called the coachman drove up with hiB
fur tippet nearly over his ears. The
night was cold, and Mrs. Sartorys
trembled, half turned for a moment,
then stepped in. She had crossed the
Bubicon—and was lost f
I wonder if she thought at that mo
ment of toe little hands that were fol
ded before her night and morn, as th#
little sleepy eyes were raised to hers,
and Jack’s children lisped ont their
usual prayer : God bless papa and
mftmtti, and make ua all dood. Amen !”
1 do not believe that she could have
Thought .of them, or else she never
would have been there.
“Viaduct (Station," called out the
el, flinging toe fellow one of his
ward without attaching
to it, and 1 linked the
getlier.
Half an hour later-1 stepped in. Jack
whispered to me not to speak, and I was
greeted by Mrs. Sartoiys With the usuaf
polite indifference a woman reserves f*rf
her husband. In short, it was not ten
minutes before I bad seen enough «*
■’Otlier World! man Oun.”
The lucent observations made on the
rived from the last transit, in 1874, that
she has an atmosphere not less dense than
'our own, and aqueous vapor and cloud
within that atmosphere. This conclusion
would have grieved the late Professor
Whewell, who, m his ingenious essay to
disprove the plurality of inhabited worlds,
took for granted that we “discern no traces
of a gaseous or watery atmosphere sur-
the situation, and concluded to step)rounding her (Venus),” and built ou this
outside for a lounge m the corridofc i n. tative evidence one of his arguments to
The glamour of the scene half hot touch- r prove that iu the whole universe the earth
ed my jaded senses. 1 odnld not belpjts not improbably the only habitable globe,
seeing a grimy stage carpenter np -ift t Professor Whewell did his best to show
toe flies. foRtoi. natars^Tdid awa^t the earth held a very smgulsr place
with all illusion. What an awful bore? <“ what might be a very «imque rohm qrs-
if the man had dropped his old «»; that ,t occupied what he «lfed‘^e
awake Upon the nassionate lovers. temperate zone” of its own sun s system,
The door opoam ft-'
Sunday at SM.
_ id that there is no particular reason to
, .. . , . ^suppose that any other-sun has planetary
aganisi the next box) ; ont came attendants* at all. In order to make out
Sartorys gnd Dunkirque, she BhiyeinDd't ^ 8 j n g U ] ar position of the earth in its
e atmospheie—and “iSbwn sun’s system, Professor Whewell was
pale. Her eyeiMyore a ^?6htOD£d >9°Utcompellefl to make the pioet of the intensi-
... - “ fy of the light and heat in Mercuty and
and—yes, she did seem inclined to
“We bh4i be jwst in time for the
train,” she nervously whispered,
told Jack that you would see me to m;
carnage, and he—he—is going - to
club.” - ,i
So much the better,” replied Dun-,
kirque, hurriedly. “We - shall not be
missed until we are aerosstoe channel!”
I hate scenes; bnt it was necessary
i ecus, and the most again, of the compar-
re cold of Mars. In point of fact, how-
:ver, it is probable that a very slight med-
jification of our human organization—even
of any structural modification at all of that
inization were necessary—would enable
itures -of the same general structure
and habits/aa. man to live with ease in
ither of Xhis planets nearest to the earth.
to do something. A little fellow whom hu either Mars, which should, eaaieri*
1 had dandled on my knee, end loved f pHribus, be colder and darker.
like a son, must not be dnped in this I Venus, which should eaeierit paribus
shameful way. |b{4ghtcr and hotter than the earth. We
Dunkirque hurried past me ; but rj rnoW; ta tpuie extent, the configuration of
reached staircase befor*' Mrs. Ssr-! ®--C continents in Mara, and our astronom-
torys reappearance, hooded and cloaked.: ets have at times watched the area of the
ig half crowns—it was the
flight of the butterfly in
fe. Atterward he would have
ne to a&jent or to die in a gutter un-
riven.VU toe madness of the ms-
ent he Tuft not egae which.
The horses dashed forward into the
darkness, pulling tv ell* up to their col
lars. but—.they diii nSt go to Viaduct
StotiiLr.: * - •
Half an hour later, when they drew
np, the colonel jumped out to assist
Mrs. Sartorys to alight. 4iha was
trembling still, and half inclined to re
turn. Already the dark shadows of
toe weary years to come were length
ened out before her. And the man
whose loye she was about to betray !
Well, it was now too late to recede.
God knows she was sorry—most wo
men are—when they are found out.
'Sold !” hissed the colonel, in his
rage kicking a poor crosfaing-sweeper
who had rushed up to open the car
riage door.
“I was only a-openin’ the door,”
whined the old mendicant
“D—n you 1” fo amed the colonel
‘you are always opening doors when
you’re not wanted. What the devil’s
the meaning of this ? But it is not too
late.”
'Not so fast, Dunkirque,” I said,
swinging down from the box, the fur
tippet still upon my shoulders. “Wait
moment Mrs. Sartorys”—for the
benefit of the servants—“I have won
my wager. The colonel betted I would
never drive him anywhere with-out his
knowing it Let me take you into the
house.”
Mrs. Sartorys took my arm, and I
led her up the steps.
She did not speak, hut smiled strange
ly and touched my hand.
Then I turned to Dunkirque.
‘•You are an infernal scoundrel !” I
said, taking him on one side, ‘-if you
choose to make a scene I’ll knock yon
down, old as I am. No ; I shall not
give you satisfaction. Before you are
off, let me warn you to beware of Scot
land Yard. That bill of Lavingston’s
has been placed in their hauds, and the
forgery traced to you.”
This time ne really went to Viaduct
Station, caught the last train, and was
seen no more.
Then I returned to the house.
“You have acted like—a—hero,” sob
bed Mrs. Sartorys. “I can never re
pay you.”
There stood Jack smiling in the door
way. She did not see him. Ho must
never know.
'It was only a trifling service, and
one which I was only too happy to ren
der,” 1 said, bowing low. “You over
rate it. A drunken servent is always
dangerou-.”
‘You have—saved—my—honor,” she
was begining.
“Hush I” I said, “Jack must never
know.” Then aloud : “You are hyster
ical ; let me ring for your maid.”
Between us we got her out of the
room. /r
“What is it all about, old fellow ?”
askedMhe irreverent Jack, when Mrs.
Sartorys had been safely disposed of in
her room.
“Jarvis—drunk—again—as usual” I
murmured laconically (the lie cost me
£500, and a free passage to toe colonies
for the irreproachable Jarvis and his
family ; but it was not a dear price to
pay for the happiness of one's dearest
friend ). I’ve discharge the brute for
you”
“All right,” said easy-going Jack,
* -I’ll get another. ”
And poor Jarvis was discharged.
I do not think that Mrs. ’ Sartorys
slept much that night. Jack told me
that she cried a good deal. “She seems
to think that she had a narrow escape,
old fellow,” Jack Baid unsuspiciously.
“Yes.” I answered, “very.”
But he never knew how narrow.
pillar snows of that planet increasing with
tpe approach $t winter and dwi-dhng
with the approach of summer. Of Venus
it know much less, the intense brightness
of her reflected light being a very unfavor
able condition for minute observation.
Bat the apparently clear evidence for an
atmosphere of a good deal ct density, and
tar the preence of cloud and aqueous vapor
in that atmosphere, disposes completely of
toe late Professor Wheweli’s assumption
tost no creature resembling man now has,
or Could ever have, his abode there. There
now seems no reason to doubt that in
-Venus the conditions of physical existence
are Bucn that either there now may be
*.N#e, or may have been, or may be in
future, a being whose physical existence
might, like that of a man and the animal
natures nearest to man, exist under some
thing closely approaching to those of ter
restrial life. The length of the day in
Vbnus is nearly the same, the weight of
any given mass is nearly the same, tbe at
mospheric conditions are probably not
very different from onr own; the only
material differences being probably the
length of the year, which is not very
much above the half of ours—or,' say
about seven months instead of twelve—
and ihe amount of light and heat, wblch
unless mitigated by special atmospheric
condemns, as they easily might be, would
jolably be twice aa intense as terrestrial
their cloths, or chatting in the desultory
maimer in which a score or two of peo
ple who hdk never known each other
before, gradually find their affinities, and
adjust themselves to the little world in
which they are to live together for a
few months. The reckless, thriftless
character of a sailor is the natnral result
of the life to which jie is doomed. Going
to sea before he has the remotest idea
of what kind of a career life in the fore-
oastlo must inevitably be, he learns to
live m the present, and that fact alone
tends to produce recklessness. Every
voyage separates him from those he
likes and introduces him to a new set of
beings, tossed in a half-hazard fashion
in his path, arA from whom in afew weeks
he is destined to seperate, and never to
see them again. Any storm is likely
to be his last; every times he goes aloft
he is likely to fall to his death. Deep
reflection on the character of his des
tiny or the prospects of bettering his
career can only in suggestions of suicide
or despair. He is therefore, always
like an overgrown boy in bi3 mind, of
fering strange alterations of simplicity
and cunning: now tender as a woman,
now callous and cruel as a tiger—a med
ley of astounding contradictions ofohar-
acter, moved more by the impulse of
beat.' ' the moment >hau Yjj,*-. “Jed'^uuvicijcna- ( «od
insist on this analogy, however,
only for tbe-sake of those who hke the
late Dr. Whewell, made the argument
from analogy so all-important, though in
relatiofF to a question on which, as it ap
pears to us, tbe argument from analogy
bag really a very slight bearing indeed.
There is no reason in tbe World why spir
ilual beings, mucb more like to us in tbeir
thoughts'than it is at all \ probable that
birds and tortoises are like to us in their
thoughts, should not exist everywhere—
in the pure ether, in the hottest flames of
the sun, in the dimness of the darkest re
cesses of space, in the beat of toe volcano,
0” in the depth of the ocean. Ignore the
reasoning from analogy and we can hardly
have a less secure basis for reasoning,
where observation is limited as it is in
this case, m one minnte corner of the uni -
verse, and we shall find no more reason
why We should confine the Creator’s power
to working within conditions closely re
sembling cur own than there is why we
should assume that He will work at all in
regions where we have no evidence of that
work.
and easily by » miu j or a will stronger
than his own.
Contagion Cause* by Ladles’ Names.
—In spite ol statistics showing that
there were 1,645 more failures In the
United States and Canada during 1882
then during 1881, toe country is not
leu prosperous than it was a year ago.
Perhaps many of the wrecked firms
half* been asado wild and extravagant
lU
Why it waa done we cannot say, but
quite a number of the streets of Austin
have been named after females. Such
names as Emma, Laura, Isabella stare
at you in large letters from almost every
comer. The Austin people, or some of
them at-least, have become tolerably
fatniiisT with Maria, Jane, Susan and
the rest, lint strangers are liable to be
come bewildered by this singular nom
enclature,
A gentleman from Dallas, who had
only a few hours to spend in our city,
wished to take a look at the new Capitol,
tod not knowing where it was he made
igquiry of the first man he met.
4 “Can you tell me how I can find toe
^w temporary Capitol;”
'That’s easy enough. Are you famil
iar with Emma street?”
“I am not. I have no acquaintance
with any lady ofthat name. There is a
family by that name in Dallaa, bnt I am
not acquainted with them. Does
Emma Street live near the new Capi
tol?”
The Anslln’man stared at toe stranger
for a moment, and then, pointing down
Magnolia avenue, he sand:
‘You see where Maria comes into the
avenue?”
The Dallas man looked in the direc
tion pointed ont, and perceiving a fat
old negro woman with a big basket on
her atm nodded his head in assent
Well, you must take Maria until you
get to the corner of Elizabeth, and un
til Peggy and Sarah come together, and
then you will be all right.”
‘Look here, my friend, if you think
I am that kind of a man because I come
from Dallas you are most confoundedly
off I want you to understand that I
ur a gentleman.”
“You dog-gas ted idiot! ’ retorted the
the Austin man, “if I was as bad off for
brains as you are I would bore a hole in
my empty Bknll and hire a nigger
to poor in ten cents’ worth of cheap
oleomargarine. ”
The Dallas man shook his first at the
native, and Baid; *
“I’ve always heird that the State
Lunatic Asylum was too small to accom
modate all the lnnatics, bnt now I know
it,” and he moved off toward Esmeralda,
while toe other party leaned up against
the corner of Ann and Matilda and
glared after him as he disappeared in
toe direction of Martha.
—In the eastej part of”Massachu
setts, and —**- -'rrHar:*"- in Boston,
ace seven n«n mwa, -operating 300
The men before the mast numbei ed
forty-six. and were a motley B6t, from
nearly every quarter of the globe. As
their names were yet unknown, tbe
mates called them out rapidly in tnrn,
by some peculiarity they noticed in them,
“Step out here, you fatty!” “You fel
low with toe big jib, come here!” or
the hke. Including Captain Hammond
and his wife, and three mates, the cook
and steward and their assistants, the
carpenter and his mate, and myself,
we numbered fifty-eight sonls on board
destined to “share and share” alike
whatever fate might have been in
store for the good ship Three Broth-
era, while she sailed her solitary course
of eighteen thousand miles.
A sailing-ship bound across the seas
will generally contrive to leave port, as
we did, on a Sunday. Sunday is a poor
day in port, as no work can be done in
loading tbe vessels; if the cargo is all
in on a Thursday, the ship will be de
tained a day on some pretext or other,
in order to avoid sailing on the dreaded
Friday. . The following Sunday is em
ployed in cleaning up the decks, and
the crew take an account of stock, as
they did on our first Sunday. All per
formed unusaal ablations, and most of
them dressed for the day and idled
abont in the gpn, sleeping, mending
Iht Kaallab Bohemian Haven.
Slaking a Paaamcer “Git.”
A justice of the peace in the interior
of Michigan had a case before him some
days ago in which the defendant, who
had been arrested for snspicions char
acter, and pleaded guilty to vagrancy,
was sent to the Detroit House of Cor
rection for six months. A constable
took him in charge to deliver him there,
and as toe idaa of securing board and
lodging for six months, he was not hand
enffed. As the train was abont ready
to go the constable moved across the
aisle to talk politics with a fnenrf, and
pretty soon they were having it hot
and heavy.
When the conductor came in for tick
ets he held his hand out to the prisoner,
and the latter shook his head and re
plied:
'I don’t pay fare.”
'Aha! You don’t eh? Well, now, you
pay or git!”
“I won’t pay!”
“Then you’ll git!” When we slow up
at the crossing yon jump off. H I find
you on the train after we pass there IU
give you a bounce that j ou won’t for
get!”
Jn two minutes the train began to
slow and the prisoner walked, to the
door picked a soft spot and dropped
off
When the train had made ancthe
mile the conductor held ont his hand to
tbe constable and received two tickets.
“Who is the extra one for?” he asked.
“For that prisoner over there. ”
“Why, that fel—•!”
Then there was raving and gnashing
of teeth and hurrying np and down,
but it was no use.
Sorry,” said the conductor, as he
passed along,” bnt when a passenger
says he won’t pay fair on my train I
give him the drop. The only thing that
surprised me was to see how willingly
he obeyed orders.”
S’lfl Didn't take Se f-CotklDg Revolver*.
chines, and tnmnim bat an average of
10,000 kegs per week, meetly foe toe
home bade, bat faatiehiiig ahmsaepfo
for Cuba and Sooth Amerioe.
It was in the Carolina backwoods, a
country couple and a country parson.
Though a Baptist, the minister wore an
old surplice. When he had finished the
ceremony, he said:
'An' them’nns who God hath oin-
ed”—
“Stop thar, parson,” said the groom;
don’t say them’uns, say these’nns!”
“John,” said the parson, “I tech yon
at school, and I say them’uns.”
“Thtse’uns,” shouted the groom,
drawing bis pistol.
The parson seeing the movotnent filed
through his snrpUce and toe groom
dropped dead—winging the parson as he
went down. There was a lively fusilade
of perhaps thirty shots. Whoa the
smoke cleared away half a dozen men
were on the floor. The bride, peeping
over the pulpit to which she had fled
for rofuge, gaz.d mournfully on tLe
scene and said:
•Them self-cockin’ pistols is a play
in’ the deuce with my prospecka!” #
Of course the story is an impossible
cme, and yet, said Mr. Smith: “That
it tue staple stoiy of the south that ia
circulate 4 and believed throughout toe
north. While such a thing could hardly
have happened in North Carolina any
mote than m New York, toe average
northern man smiles mcreduooaly when
you tell him this performance ns
improbabls at a Oarotina wedding. ”
Among the places in Lomion interesting
to such as have a penchant for the haunts
of genius is a sort of tap-room, located in
a cellar under a corner of tbe Tavistock
Hotel, and directly opposite the ConveDt
Garden Market. Little known to the Am
erican tourist, aud more seldom visited by
him, there are few. we take it, among the
reading community of London to whom its
history is not more or less familiar.
Evan’s, it is styled, and it stands in the
very midst of numberless scenes well
known to most of ns through the medium
of old as well, as more recent Britisu
authors.
For the past century and a half—if
what we are told be true—the choicest
spirits of the English literary and theatri
cal world have been wont, at night, to
congregate in this refectory; then and
there to abandon themselves to whatever
recreation appertains to such an assem
blage.
The original Evans, of course, went to
his last home long years ago, but succeed
ing tapsters have occupied his shoes in
such uninterrupted succession that each
has taken the thread of history where his
predecessor dropped it. and so preserved
unbroKen the storv of the place.
The present depository of its aDnals is a
rubicund old fellow, who possesses an ap
propnately colored nose, but who lacks
somewhat that complete rotundity of per
son which one desires to see in the host of
a very ancient tap. Though dignified and
little prene to the garrulity which might
be expected from his occupation and sur-
roundings, he still is quite ready to recite
his story, whenever he feels that he has an
auditor upon whom hla breath will not be
wasted. To the worthy listener, then, he
will point out table after table, at which
have sat various celebrities who frequented
Evans’s “ before you was born, sir,” and
will harrate such incidents of their careers
as are fne special property of that institu
tion.
But his great boast is of tbe pictures
that adorn tbe walls, among which are the
yortraits of Sheridan, Siddons, Kemble,
and fifty others who within the recollec
tion of Evans, have roused audiences, of
even stirred the nation.
Quaint and cracked as many of these
portraits are, they are much better than
the ordinary run of “likenesses,” and not
a few of them are noticeable for genuine
artistic merit. In our memory to see Peg
Woffington now, just as the artist depicted
her; a lithe fair creature ; more girl than
woman; simplicity’s self, and yet about
whom there is that somethiug or other,
we know not bow to call it, which Charles
Beade brings out so cleverly m his novel
bearing her name. Among the collection
is a picture of Edwin Forrest; and we
will never forget tbe pompous flonrish
with which the host pointed to it as a
proof of England’s appreciation of genms,
no matter what its nationality. A portrait
in the gallery of which he has the ward,
in his opinion, is akin to sculptured hon
ors in West minster Abbey.
But midnight has come. Tbe theatres
are over and the crowd is collecting, rio
to he regular and to do as others do, let us
choose a table end order chops and potatoes
Thought* For Winter.
By this time, no doubt, tbe room is filled
with notabilities, and it would be our
greatest pleasure to tell toe reader just
how they look, and all about them; hut
as we ourselves haven’t the slightest idea
as to who is who, we will presume each
individual to be a marvel in his own par
ticular way, and turn our attention to the
refection that we see is coming.
And isn’t this a toothsome dish ? Chops
as delicate as the daintiest palate could
wish for, and potatoes such as are to be
gotten only where potatoes are a speciality.
How white the latter open, and how
beautifully they crumble as the waiter
presses them from their jackets.
Now, everything is ready. Ho. with
the best of appetites and an imagination
so strengthened by the situs tinn as to be
able to summon whomsoever It will, we
proceed to sup amid a company selected
from a list extending back for ages.
Fancy occupying a table where, a hun
dred and fifty years ago, Colly Cibber
may have discussed chops aud potatoes
with boon companions; or from which, in
thfir respective periods, Garrica or Wil
son or dear old Thackeray were used to
contribute to the fun and hilarity of this
place.
Does any one who has read “Penden-
nis” forget the “Back Kitchen ?” What a
jolly den it was! How every rollicking
disposition gravitated to it naturally I. Was
eyer description more graphic than the
novelist has written, of that resort ? When
Thackeray penned it he unquestionably
bad in his mind some place that had fig
ured in his own experience; and we can
hardly visit Evans’s without feelirg that
Foker, or Shaudon, or miserable old
drunken Costigan must be somewherg
about, or that little Bows may still be
found operating at the piana
Apropos of the turn ear thought has
taken, how wild fancy runs When once
fiee rein is given it I Wniist we’ve been
sitting here it has peopled this old room
with beings whose talk and laughter
ceased generations since, the walls mean
while reverberating the din and clamor of
a living throng. And furthermore, not
only has it rehabilitated the dead, it has
brought hither the shadowy creatures of
imagination and invested them also with
substantiality.
Well, the chops and potatoes are gone,
the tankard is empty, and the crowd Is de
parting. Perforce, then, we must wend
our way.
Having lighted a cigar we sally forth,
and as we homeward stroll this thought
suggests itself, that as we have sat and
mused of men who now live only in the
story of their achievements, so when tbe
Present shall have retreated to its position
in the Past the coming wight will occupy
the seat we have just vacated, aud therein
will meditate upon souls as yet unknown
but striving, and whoee names the Future
will find upon the record of the great.
Aanlver**rle* and Holiday*.
For the year 1883 days and dates of
important events, anniversaries and hol
idays will fall as follows: Epiphany,
Saturday, January 6; Septnagesima Sun
day, January 21; Shrove Snnday,
(Fastnacht) February 4; Ash Wednes
day, February 7; First Snnday in Lent,
February 11; St Valentine’s day Wed
nesday, February 14; Washington’s
Birthday, Thaxsday, February 22; St.
Patrick’s Day, Saturday, March 17;
Palm Sunday, March 18; Good Friday,
March 23; Easter Sunday, March 25;
Low Sunday, April 1; Bog ation Sunday,
iril 29; Ascension Day, (Holy Thnrs-
r,) May 3; Pentecost, (Whit Sunday,)
_ ij 13; Trinity Sunday, May 20; Cor
pus Christi, Thursday, May 24; Decor
ation Day, Wednesday, May 30; Inde/
pendence Day, Wednesday, July 4;
First Sunday in Advent, December 2;
Christmas. Tuesday, December 25.
—During toe month of December,
97,478 i*»i— of cotton were shipped to
Europe, from Norfolk, Virginia.
One of the first rules established for
washiDg, is to wash white clothes first,
and colored clothes afterwards. Daring
this cold weather, when clothes freeze
almost immediately on being pnt ont
doors, the whole day is scarcely suffici
ent to dry them. Colored clothes are
injured much more than white ones by
remaining damp oyer night, so that it is
a good plan to have them ready to put
ont first. If there is a laundry in tbe
house, the result is the same. Another
help in this disagreeable business, in
cold weather, is to place the small artic
les, such as collars and cuffs, etc., upon
the clothes dryer which cau be set out
of doors until the clothes are frozen, and
then brought in and dried. This saves
many cold fingers and toes. Wearing
mittens when hanging clothes upon the
line, is another saving of fingers
These are little things, bnt the little
things are sometimes productive of more
real benefit than the larger ones, whioh.
may not be suited to our circumstances
or need. No housekeeper can long do
her own work without discovering some
way of saving either labor or inouey.
We Are apt to think such matters of inte
rest only toonrselves, or that everybody
knows them, or that others are not obli
ged to practice such little economies.
We are constantly finding that people do
not know as much aa we supposed, aud
that toe most of us are interested in
anything pertaining to a saving of dol
lars and otnts.
Now that the cold weather is here,
there are other matters of interest to be
discussed. How to keep the little ones
amused when they must stay in the
house, how to pleasantly and profitably
employ the evenings, which are Jpnger
than in the city, where the evening meal
is seldom over before seven o'clock, how
to find time for improving reading, and
what to read, all these are subjects on
whioh w. can all learn sometning. We
nope that when the hnrry of the holi
days is over, which is doubtless the rea
son why we have not heard from soma
of onr fnends lately, we shall have the
benefit of some ex ierience in these di
rections.
Standard Time.
Ij is always of interest to know how
the world jogs by the clock and how the
clock swings by the sun. The primary
standard time-keeper of England is a
sidereal clock kept in the basement of
the Boyal Observatory, Greenwich.
This clock is of the best construction,
and is, moreover, provided with the
m ist approved apparatus for compensa
tion and correction. Experience has
shown that the best results are obtained
when the connection between the driv
ing weight and the pendulum of a clock
is as slight as_ possible. This has been
accomplLhedjUi the Greenwich clock by
the nse of on escapement, the details of
which are very intricate. The secondary
regnLtor of tbe time of England is the
mean solar standard clock at the Boyal
Observatry, winch was specially erected'
in 1852 for serruj^i u toe time bis cal aye- -
tern, of which Is is now the most import
ant instrument. This olook has a sec
onds pendulum, which closes an electric
circuit as it swings to the right. An
electro-magnet in the circuit lifts a small
weight, which is discharged upon the
pendulum as it swings to the left and
gives it an impulse; this being repeated
at each vibration is sufficient to keep it
m motion. The pendnlum also closes
other galvanic circuits— one as it swings
to the right, another as it swings to the
left—which send currents alternately
positive and negative through electro
magnets, alternately attracting and re
pelling bar-magnets fastened to an axis,
which thus receives a reciprocating
motion. An arm projecting from this
axis moves the seconds’ wheel one tooth
forward each second; proper geering -
gives motion to the minute and hour
wheels. The mean solar standard, be
sides controlling other clocks, drives a
seconds relay, which controls a mean
time chronometer. Nearly all the mean ■
time clocks in the Boyal Observatory are
driven by the standard clock, they are,
in fact, simply dials whose hands are
moved in the same way and by the same
battery as the hands of the standard
itself.
Sixty Yean la xm Service.
At an early hour every morning in
the year, there may be seen at the. rail
road depot at Fourteenth and -Main
streets, Louisville, Kentucky, a little
old man, wearing the postal uniform,
busy with the mails. He is seventy-five
years old and his name is Dr. Charles
C. Green, a local agent for the (Jnited.
States mails.
How long have you been in the mail
service?” a reporter asked Dr. Green.
“Since 1824, when I began carrying
the mails between Mavsvnle and Lex
ington, by toe way of Winchester, Mt.
Sterling, O wings vile, Sher barn’s Mills.
Hillsboro and Fiemingsburg. I carried
toe mails on horseback, making one trip
weekly.
•‘But I may be said to have been in
the mail service before 1821,” continued
Dr. Green. “I was eight years old
when the battle of New Orleans eocured,
in 1845. We had ail heard that a battle
had been fought, but had no particulars.
On a certain bright, clear morning,
when the snow covered the gronnd as
far as the eye oonld reach, we awaited the
o< nung of toe mail carrier with his
pack-horse. Before he came in sight
toe stillness of toe air was broken by
cries of ‘Good news! good news!’ People
were awaiting all along the road for the
approach of toe bearer of toe news.
There had been printed at the offlee of
the old Lexington Gazette a number of
slips of paper containing the details of
the battle and toe mail carrier was dis
tributing these broadcast. 1 was com
missioned by my father to carry a
number of these to toe neighbors living
around. I had never worn a pair of
shoes thengfttnd I tramped about the
neighborhood that day in the snow,.my
trousers rolled up to the knees, witn
never a thought of discomfort.”
Hungary is becoming quite a silk
growing country. From statistics pub
lished a short time ago, it appears that
in 1861 there were 2976 producers, who
turned ont 41,537 kilogrammes of co
coons, which realized not less than 41,-
816 florina. On the profits there has
been established, with State aid, a
model school, winch promises to give a-*
well-directed impetus to toe adk grow-
ing industry. r
—Thu year may be aet down as the
great cotton year in the United States
The indications are that the yield wit .
raaph an aggregate of $,700,000 bales ;
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