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THE VIENNA PROGRESS. TERMS, $1. Per Annum, Hew to the Line, Let the Chips Fall Where They May.” JOHN E, HOWELL, Editor and Proprietor. VOL. XI t. XO. 26 VIENNA, GA„ TUESDAY, JANUARY 16, 1891. PUBLISHED WEEKLY. 1RETCHER’S GRlt* BT OZIA3 MIDBUMMElt. ★anflered about amid rales of diflAitefr, nd climbed the high mountains of woe, 1 now he sat perched on a stump in the pas ture, And did not know whither to go. Oh,' why, sang his heart, has the earth in its tnnko ui> No place where a tramp may find rest? I 11 go to yon house and will ask them to b! fie went to the window, and saw within, sitting, Some son of the Rhine, on a chair, While close by liis side a wee fraulein sat knit ting . Some beautiful striped foot-wear. Ho smelt the sweet Limburger cheese through the keyhole, Mixed with the rare flavor of kraut, And mingled with these was the smell or the boor-bowl Coming through the keyhole without. tj A Ifs heart went up into his mouth in an instant} ben fell bis hard hst on the door; N’hcn, instead of coming unto his assistance, They left him stand just as before; And, furthermore, then and there all became darkness, And not the least sound could he hear, Except now and then, as they blamed their re- inisBtiess, And then again sampled the beer. Thus forevermore might these things have con- tin ued, far as iho tramp wits concerned, Had not a man then and there, bony and Bin- ewt*<b Him in the deep darkness discerned, l’he words of the man came, in deep thunder lanjguflged, And said, “You Hutch son of a gun ;** But ere he said more the poor, poor tramp lan guished, And for bis life could not have l‘uhr The man quit the tramp when ho thought he was dying. Might very soon give up the ghost; When the tramp heard the dear little Dutch \ iudy crying, A,And leu mod that the man was Ms hone. V - ifprued, furthermore, that though he was the ictiin. just got what was tlie girl’s beau’s. An l % or designed and intended to flx him, n ‘l him a lasson to go. soon arranged a plan whereby they 'm the tidy spare room, r •nlio made love to the little Dutch 7 U , —— Vjiknip. indeed, bad struck a boom. .e stayed through tht) cold stormy days of the winter. And lingered along into May, Declaring, on honor, no was a great sinner.' If a'do to go oil his way. But lime brought a change. “You must go, or l « put out," The la. her said ; “now do you hear !” When (Jrotc hen's arms folded tlio tramp’s form a«*out., f'he told the old mnn to stand clear. The fa:her beheld in his daughter the mettle Wlircb camo to them from liis good sire. He thought the pan should not say black to the kettle, Ko put bis fool down on liis iro. They sal by tlio kitchen stove ctyimly diacues- pig , / The ills of the tramp a£.a Li's ifi Tlio little Dutch fraulfun the m fussing / r J’«» tickle the old father’s uoao; And soon was delighteA to see him smell gently,. Then fiJl his lungs With the perfume A6C/HDO out the kyaut, baav, and JLimburger scent I v, / Their odors pervading tbo room. ‘"The hope of Iho iaii lies in her lord’s stom ach." / lit.wise li/tle fJretchen, with smile; *r ill otJL and drink all J see him take, ^11 of hei*U»rd s is his child’s." The rt was si*c..ersful, and worked in a min* The plav ute/VTi ))Kd/| loped that it would ; As (irci^^jmover again to begin it, ’ rnri , intter for good. fneantime kept (but, before lie could finish, p to the door; A lawyer riv* (dear sir, if your name is Jay Who said : “A 1 Win nisi yrty thousand or more. You’re wort has left hiB whole estate Your uncle is tftion you wed. To you on c* tly and hunt up a good mate, So go about «j; vmp till you're dead.” Or be a poon flavor of Centerville town here, lie said : " I a ? *o right and the will As such haw| ply, and do it up brown, dear— To tie a knot fyd two will slauu still.” Just now, if father was taking a long pull, So while the elLirger nud kraut, ettle Lir *iot was tied quickly, for fear- ' she said, after a moment's si len-e, “becomes really ini creating. Yon said something ai out leaving me forever Imt you intend, in no event, to le tve thv evening, I suppose?” "No,” said Eugene. “Very well,” she replied, bowing her head in sign of dismiss 11, without offer ing her hand; “we shall see each other again. ” “But when?” “At an early day.” He thou.lit, notwithstanding the past, she required time for reflection, a little terrified doubtless by the roaster she evoked; he gravely salutedWev and de patted. m The next day, and on me three suc ceed.ng ones, he vainly indented himself at her door. * M Mr*.-Elliston was dini^ out or dress ing. It was for Eugene a whole century of torture. One thought, which often dis quieted him, revisited him with double poignancy. Cora did not love him. She only wished lo revenge herself for the past, and after disgracing would laugh at him. She had ma-je him sigu the con tract, and then escaped him. In the midst of these tortures of his pride, his passion, instead of weakening, increased. The fifth day after their interview be did not go to her house. He hoped to meet bor in the evening at the residence of a mutual friend, on Madison avenue, where he usually saw Her every Thursday. This friend, Mrs. Louisa Morgan. was » connection of Lis mother’s family, and from bis ear iest boyhood had been very kind to Eugene. She was a w (low and no longer young, but be ng we llhy, she had no difficulty in rendering herself and her home attractive. Hbe hud no taste or inclination for re- lig on, but affected a greit liking for lit- eindure and art, and every week received many distinguished authors and artists, who piqued themselves on being free thinker? Cora Eliistou had permitted herself to be introduced by her husban 1. because she knew Eugene frequ?nted the house. On this particular evening the gather ing was small. Eugene had only arrived a few moments, when he had the satis faction of seeing his uncle, who had re turned from Washington, and Mrs. Ellis- ton enter. She tranquilly expressed to him her re gret at not having been at. homo the pre ceding day, but it was impossible to hope for a more decided explanation in a circle so small and undir tbe vigilant eyes of certain ladies present. Eugene vainly interrogated her face. It was as beautiful aDd cold as usuil. His anxiety increased; he would have given h.'j life at that moment for her lo say one word of love. Mrs. Morgan liked the play of wit, as she had but little herself. They played at her bouse such little games as were then fashionable. Those little games are not always innocent, aa we shall see. They had distributed pencils, pens, and little packages of paper— some of the pliyers sitting around largo tables, and some in separate chairs—and scratched mysteriously, in turn, questions and an swers. The dainty v.c J ful Of Kicking 9 Chicago, jh Id ho find it out. BElRAYED; u A DA# MARRIAGE A l,ai |morn. A Romance of Lone, Intrigue and Grime. LICE P. CARRISTON. CHAI’Tl:K XIV.—(Coiltlnliei!>. “Well, I intefpretit thus: I imagine two beings, equally free and strong, loving end valuing <Tph other beyond all else, having no nff*kion, no loyalty, no devo tion. no honor, except toward each other; hut possessing all for each other in a su preme degree.; “I give and; consecrate absolutely to you my persoi j all that I can be, or may be to come, oi(eondition of on equal re turn, still preserving the same social conventionalities, without which we should both bfe miserable. “Secretly united, and secretly isolated, though in the midst of the human herd, governing and despising it; uniting our gifts, our faculties, and onr powers yours which cannot be greater, and mine which shall become greater if you love me-^-nnd lii ing thus, one for the other, until death. "You have dreamed, you told me, of strange and almost sacrilegiotrs love. Here it is; ouiv before accepting it re flect well, for I assure vou it is a serious thing. “My love for you is boundless. I love -.yomguqugi^ lo disdain and trample under foot that which the meanest human being still respects. I love you enough to find in you alone, in your single esteem, and in your sole tenderness, in the pride and madness of being yours, oblivion and consolation for friendship outraged, faith betrayed, and honor lost. “But, mark you, this is n sentiment which you will do well not to trifle with. You should thoroughly undorlitand this. "Well, if you desire my love, if you consont to this alliance, opposed to all human laws, deign to tell me so, and I shall fall at your feet. If you do not wish it, if it terrifies you, if you are not pre pared for the double obligation it in volves. (ell me so, and fear not a word of reproach. Whatever it might cost me, I would ruin my life, I would leave you forever, and that which passed last night should be eternally forgotten.” Hs ceased, and remained with his eyes ftsed on the beautiful woman, with a '’burning anxiety. As he w ent on speak ing, her air became more grave. She lis tened to him, her head a little inclined towards him in an altitude of overpower- ing interest, throwing upon him at inter vals a glance full of gloomy fire. A slight but rapid palpitation of the bosom, a "scarcely perceptible quivering of the nostrils, alone betrayed the storm raging within her. During this time Mr. Ellislon played whist with an elderly lady for partner. Cora did not usually take part in these games which fatigued her. Eugene war therefore astonished to see liei- trccept the pencil and paper offered her This singularity awakened his attention and put him on his guard. He himself joined in the game, contrary to his usual custom, and even took charge of the basket to collect tho small notes as they were written. An hour passoit without any special in cident. The treasures of wit wore dispeused. The most delicate and unexpected ques tions—such ns “What is love?” “Do you think that friendship can oxist between the sexes?” “Is it sweeter to love or he loved?” succeeded each other with corre sponding replies. All at once Cora gave a slight scream, and they saw a drop of blood trickle down her foiehe-ul. She commenced laughing, and showed her little gold peucil-ca-e. which had a pen at one end, with which she had scratched her forehead in her abstraction. The attention of Eugene was redoubled from this moment—the more so from a rapid and significant glance from Cora which seemed to warn him of an ap pToaching event. She was sitting a little in shadow in one corner, in order to meditate more at ease on questions and answers. An instant later Eugene was passing around the room collecting notes. She deposited one in the basket, s’ip ping another into his hand with ibe cat like dexterity of her sex. In the midst of these papers, which each person amused himself with read ing, Eugene found no difficulty in retain ing without remark the clandestine note. It w as written in red ink, a little pale, hut very legible, and contained these words: “I belong, soul, body, honor, riches, to my best beloved, Eugene Cleveland, from this moment and forever. “Written and signed with the pure blood cf my veins, this ISth November, 188—. CoeaElustok." All the blood of Eugene Cleveland surged to his brain, a cloud came over his eyes, ho rested his baud on the mar ble table, then suddenly his face was cov ered with a moral paleness. Tnese symp toms did not arise from remorse or fear; his pnssiou overshadowed all. Ho felt boundless joy. He saw the world at his feet. CHAPTER XV. THE PKIVATE SECKETAIiY EEPOr.TS. But what of that paragon of excellence, honor and integrity—to say nothing of the other virtues—Mr. Oscar Slyme? How was he conducting himself during all this time? Was he watching the growing intimacy between Cora Elliston and Eugene Cleve land with iuciiffeieuco? or did he not notice this growing intimacy at all? From what has already been said of Mr. Slyme, we think the reader will give him credit for more acuteness than to suppose him wholly ignorant of what had passed since that interview in the library, of which ho was tin nnseen and unsuspected witness. •Just bow much he knew it is not at this ti>r.<- worth while to inquire; but whst lie did know, for reasons of his own, he kept jealously to himself. He promptly waited upon Mrs. Elliston whenever she summoned him to her pres ence, and carried out all her instructions to the very letter, showing her, in everv xvorl and action, that he was, as he pro". fensed himself, her humble and willing slave. It was some moq}hs after the little episode in Mrs. Morgan's drawing-rooms — indeed, winter had passed and spring had come. Mr. Elliston hud been duly elected to the United States Senate, and had taken his seatmore than a month be fore. Cora was in the library waiting to receive Slyme, whom she never admitted to her boudoir. There was a faint knock at the door. “Come in," she called, somewhat impa tiently, and the private secretary sidled into the room. “You wauted to see me, Mrs. Elliston?” he said, in his low, fawning voice. “Y'es; I nnd»rstind my hnsbiind has sent for you, and that you will be obliged to start for Washington almost immed iate! y. ” “It is true. The Senator writes that he can no longer do without me, and so I am to jom him at the e rliest possible moment.” “And when wiil the eaaTest possible moment be?” “I think I can gel matters into order here so as to be able to leave in a week time." “So soon? I shall be very sorry to patt with you, Slyme. I shall miss you very much.” He raised his eyes a little, and gave her a quick, searching glance. “But you, Mrs. Elliston, yon will soon join your husband in Washington?" “Yos, but not before the latter part oi May.” “The last of May! 1 am sure he ex pects you before that," “I dare say,” she rejoined carelessly, “but I can not leave New Y'orkforamontb yet." A black look settled on the private sec retary's face, and in a somewhat different vo ce he said: “I am very sorry to hear it. But you did not call me here merely fed say this What information—what new servico dc you require of me before I go away?" Cora paid no attention to his altered looks and tone, but promptly replied: “In the first place, 1 want to know about that girl at Boxbury. Is she being well cared for?” Treated like a queen ” She still lives in the cottage you hired for her?” No, she is with the family of Mr. Nathan Metcalf, the owner of the cot tage.” What kind of people are they?” Very agreeable. I assure you. Mr. Met calf is nn elderly man, well informed—in fact, the oracle of the town. Then there are his daughter and granddaughter, and several servants." “His daughter and granddaughter, you say?” “Y’es, his daughter, Mrs. Clara Denton, is a young widow, and, out of pure com passion, acts as companion to Mrs. tlere- ! and.” Mrs. Cleveland? I thought that name had been dropped?” “True; in lioxbury she is only known as Mildred Lester.” Lester! Why did you give her her own maiden name?" “It was a risk, I admit; but there was no help for it. Mrs. Denton found the name on her linen, aud besides, strangely enough, she remembered that when she had forgotten all else.” “But will not the people around her find out who she really is?” “Little fear of that, the people of Kox- bury aro not likely to run upon any one from Riverside.” “1 hope you are right. Has she quite recovered from the effects of that fever?" “In a way—yes.” “What do you mean by (hat?” “I mean that she is well—as well as she will ever be, and yet she is not what she was before that accident.” “I suppose you have reference to hei mind. You have already mentioned that her memory has become impaired; to what extent has she lost it?” "She has lost all recollection of what happened before that fearful night. Her life, ns I may say, dates from tho hour when she recovered consciousness after the lever.” “Strange, but very fortunate.” “Yes—for you." Cora gave him a quick, searching glance. “Is there any hidden meaning in your words, my friend?” she asked. “None whatever, I assure you." “It seems to me that it is fortunate for you as well as for myself.” “Oh, certainly.” “Is she happy?” “Who? Mrs. Cleveland?’' “Miss Lester.” “Beg pardon. Y'es, very happy.” “Very happy," repeated Cora, musinuly. “Y'es, and why shouldn’t she be? She has no cares to trouble her, and remem bers no sorrows.” “Remembers no Borrows!" Then quick ly: “But isn’t she curious about the past?” “Naturally, somewhat; but I have made up a past lor her, which Mrs. Denton communicates to her from time to time, as occasion calls for.” “You are a remarkable mau, Mr. Slyme.” “Thank you.” “And now about those i'ieldings, what do you know of them?” “They are still at their old quarters ib West Forty-seventh street. The young mau is getting on at the bank, arid the sister is slowly recovering her health.” “Does Mr. Cleveland visit there often?" Again came that strange black look. “You ought to know as to that beltei than I,.Mrs. Elliston. “What do you mean, sir? I know nothing about it.” But Slyme had already repented his hasty speech. ”1 believe,” he said, rapidly, “that he goes there not oftener than once a week— Sundays usually. ’’ ‘Does he see the sister alone then?” “Never alone." “Are you sure?" “Quito sure.” A pause followed tbi- assertion. Slyme b:oke the silence by asking: “Is there anything further at this time, Mrs. Elliston?" “One question more: yon will go to Roxbuty befoie you start for Washing* ton?” “I shall be obliged to do so.” “And yon will see that every provision is made for that—that unfortunate’s comfort while you are away?” “I wili see to everything.” “That is all, then, just now." Slyme, who had been standing all through the interview, moved noiselessly toward the door. With his hand on the knob he paused. “What is it, Slyme?” asked Cora, look ing up. Were you aware that the Lelands owned property in lioxbury?” he inquired, in a peculiar tone. “Tho Lelands! I knew that some mem ber of the family owned property in Con necticut, but had no idea it was "there.” ' It's an immense farm, aud belongs to tho youDg man, Warren Leland; he in herited it from his mother's father.” Well, you are going to sav something unpleasant, I think. What is MV” “He has taken a strange notion into his head. He is having the house thorough’}' remodeled and is going to live there.” “What! YVarren Leland?” “Yes; says he is going to turn farmer, but I fancy, after gaining a residence in Connecticut, he intends to run for Con gress; indeed, I have heard several hints to that effect, and from those who ought to know, too.” even let me m-nt en Rcxbury or sirs Cleve—Miss Lester.” Cora made an impatient gesture. “Let me think,” si e s .id. Then hall aloud: “What can possess Warren Leland to bury himself in that or.t of the way place: Even if he is ambitious to go to Congress that seems a ronudabout way to get there.” “I can't enlighten you on the subject,’ said Slyme. “I only know he h isn’t acted like the same man since his bosom friend s misfottane and disappearance. “His bosom friend? To whom (lojou refer?" “Browcell, tho civil engineer. He was his classmate in college, you know.” “Ah! the young man whose wife died so strangely some two or three months ago. ” “Yes; and who, directly aflerward, dis posed of everything and disappeared— went off to Mexico, some tay." “Aud Warren Leland hasn't been him self since! I didn't suppose him capable of so much affection for his friend." “Some s y the affection was for his friend's wife,” remarked the private sec retary, dryly. “I fearvou ate disposed to be cynical, Slyme.” “Ob, not at all—quite the contrary.” “At any rate, 1 hope you have never run across Warren Leland in Roxbury.” “I have taken good care not to do so, and shall use the same caution in future.” “That i3 well; but sooner or later he will form the acquaintance of your friend, Mr. Metcalf, if he has not already done so.” “I fear that is inevitable." “dnd then is he not likely to learn something of you and your visits to the Metcalf f^rm?” “WLal can he learn? Merely that I am Miss Lester's brother, that I am connect ed with a large commeicial house in New York, that I am constantl.- on the road; and when I can snatch an houror so from my multitudinous cares I run up to Rox bury to pay a visit to my most unfortunate sister.” Very good, indeed. Slyme: but he will see her. and may become interested in her.” “Aye,” exclaimed Slyme, iwith a per plexed look, “there’s the rub.” “You had thought of that?” “I have thought of little else of late.” “We i, we must endeavor to concert some plan to head him off—to turn him from his purpose—if he; develops such a purpose.” “Unfortunately, I shall not be here to aid you in Carrying ont a plan, even if wi can mature one. ’’ But there must he some way out ol the difficulty. Do think, my good Slyme and come to me here to-morrow.” I will do my best, as ever, to serve you,” and with a low bow he withdrew, softly closing the door behind h m. Eor some time Cora remaiued'seated as he had left her. but her head was bent forward, her hands were tightly clasped in her -lap, and her whole attitude de noted deep and earnest meditation. Presently the heavy portiere was drawn aside, and Eugene Cleveland entered. In an instanY lha cloud fled from he blow, and a radiant smile appeared upon her face. He hastily crossed the room, knelt by the divan, raised her shapely head, and imprinted a binning kiss upon her lips “At last you have come!” she murmured returning the kiss and clasp : ng her beautiful arms about his neck. Again the curtain in the doorway was drawn aside, and the eager eyes of the private secretary were fixed upon the pair, and there was malignant, mortal hatred in the glance. THE NEWS IN GENERAL CURIOUS FACTS. Con^nsei from Onr Most Import Telepplric Airices And Presented In Pointed and Reada ble Paragraphs. CHAPTER XVI. SHAPING DESTINY. Oscar Slvme, the private secretary, had told Cora Elliston no more than the ex act and dreadful truth. Amy Brownell, the wife of the civil engineer, was dead, and her husband was a wanderer Warren Leland was indeed changed; but-perhaps not wholly for the better. The shock had been a sudden and ter rible oae for him, aud he had not re covered from it. He ha l not agniu visited the attractive home at Bedford Park, thinking, for the lady's sake, he would not do so until he was sure the master of the house haa re turned. It was three weeks after.Brownell's hur ried and unfortunate departure; Leland had had another “night of it” with Char ley Raymond and friends of that ilk, aud awoke with a splitting headache and remorseful heart, when his valet noise lessly entered the room with several notes and letters on a salver. t “Set it downjiere, and draw hack the curtain,” ordered the master. The valet obeyed, jilaeing the salver on a stand by the sid6 of the Led. Ono note instantly attracted Lelaud’s attention. The handwriting he well knew, and the envelope was bordered with black. He snatched it np, and opened it with trembling hands. And this is what he read: “My wife is dead. I am in no fit con dition to see you now. I have disposed of everything and am going away—no matter where. “You will hear from me later. “HoBABT BltORXKLI. ” “Great God!"exclaimedLeland, letting the note fall from his hands, and turn ing ghastly pale. Anl it is hut just to say that it was the knowledge of her death, an 1 that alone, that affected him: he did not eTen think of the seeming threat in the note. “Great God! Dead! Can it be possi ble?” The valet turned, and regarded him wiih a look of astonishment. “Get out!” he cried. “But say! bring me some brandy and a bottle of soda." The valet disappeared. . Then, in spite of his aching head, he gave himself uq> to serious reflection. “I wish I knew more about it,” he mut tered, at last. And later in the day he set himself the task of finding out something. His efforts were rewarded with soma degree of success. He found the dead woman’s mother, and was received gra ciously by ber. Her daughter, she said, had not been herself since his visit and her hushknd's departure that eveniug. She had drooped; she was dispirited; she was crying all the time. The morning of her basband’s return, he was with her alone for some time. Directly after that she was seized with congestion “Congestion!” repeated Leland, in quiringly. “Yes, of the lungs — of the brain. Really I don’t know! but she is dead! and Hobart is gone, and I, alas! am alone in the world!" “But—excuse the question—not unpro vided for, I hope?” “Oh! no. no! Hobart was very kind and thoughtful. My future is secure." Leland qneslioned her further, but Cora bocame very grave and thoughtful. * cou '^ learn nothing more. This is very disagreeable nows,” she said at length. “I wish I had known it, before. ’ “I would have told you, but for some months past, you know, you would not ADVERTISE IN THIS IT PAPER WILL PAY YOU, She was as ignorant as himself with re gard to the widower's movements. He was gone, that was all she knew. Where he had gone, she had no idea. [TO 3E CONTINUED.! Robert Poolej the oldest, and in his time one of the best known jockeys in the Country, died suddenly at Provi dence, B. I., Tuesday, aged 83. The reconvened Pennsylvania deni oeratic state convention of September 18th last was called to order at Harris burg Wednesday morning by ex-con greseman E. P. Gillespie, of Mercer county, permanent chairman. James Denton Hancock, of Franklin, Venan go county, was nominated for con gressman-at-large by acclamation. The Deadwood, South Dakota, Ath letic Club have decided to offer a purse of 850,000 for the Corbett- Mitchell tight. The club means busi ness, and if the offer is accepted, will construct a pavilion to accommodate 12,000 people. Patsy Carr, Hare Fer guson and Sam Schwartz and wealthy Deadwood sports are backing the club. General P. M. B. Young, United States minister to Guatemala and Hon duras, arrived at San Francisco on the steamer, City of Sydney, Tuesday night, on a leave of absence, en route to Washington, and thence to his home in Georgia. Minister Young says that war between Nicaragua and Honduras threatens to assume formid able proportions. A cable special of Wednesday from Vienna, Austria, says that the com mander of the forces in Ligueria and Piedmont has been ordered to complete the arming forthwith of the forts of the French frontier and to complete the arming of the batteries on the Tyrrhenian sea. In addition, it stited that several army corps have been ordered to place themselves in readiness for the outbreak of war. The news has caused great excitement. Later dispatches have been received at Massowah from Kassawnlla confirm ing the previous accounts of the battle recently fought between the Italian troops and the Dervishes. It is now- stated that the latter left 4,000 dead upon the field, and that in addition the leaders of the Dervishes—Hamed All—nnd all his emirs were killed. The Dervishes are said to bo much discouraged at their defeat, and serious dissensions are reported to exist among their chiefs. The news published in Paris Tues day to the effect that President Peixo- to, of Brazil, had resigned was found ed on a dispatch announcing this fact, which was received at the ministry of foreign affairs. The Brazilian minis ter at Paris has declared that he did -not believe the report to be true, and Senhor Gualabara, the Brazilian gov ernment delegate, is quoted as saying that there was nothing in the latest dispatches which he had received which would furnish ground for the belief that the report was true. W. F. Beck ,t Co., commission merchants at San Francisco, handling chiefly salmon aud cauued and dried fruits, assigned Wednesday. The scheduled liabilities are 8313,513, and a member of the firm says that amount may reach a much greater sum. The Wells-Fargo bank is the geaviest cred itor, holding claims of 8I0t,000. Three other banks in San Francisco hold claims aggregating$82,000. The bulk of the remainder is due to local mer chants and creditors in Honolulu and several interior counties in New York. The ninth general assembly of Colo rado convened in Denver at noon Wednesday. In both branches the old organizations were continued. Governor Waite began reading his message at 3 o’clock and finished at 4:30. Cheers and loud applause greeted the venerable executive as lie pronounced the openin i words. Im mediately after the joint session was dissolved a row broke out in the house. Mr. Boynge, republican, declared the governor had insulted the intelligence of the legislature by making a parti san stump speech. Mr. Sweeney, populist, hotly defended the governor. A motion to adjourn sine die was de feated by a vote of 25 to 26. The mes sage was ordered printed bv a vote of 57 to 5. There are thirty species of tobi*eeo. Uncle Sam gets few Spanish immi grants. The loom was usedbv theEgvptians 2500 B. C. The world now uses 13,000 kinds of postage stamps. Brocades of silk, enriched with gold and silver, were made in China B. C. 1721. Cambridge, Mass., jias three pastors Who have held their present charges for twenty-five -rears. According to. the last census there arc over 3,000,000 bachelors in the United StRtes—that is, 3,000,000 men over thirty years old who have never been married. The finest opal of modern times be longed to Empress Josephine. It was called “The burning of Troy.'' Its fate is unknown, as it disappeared when the allies entered Paris. An old European cuetom was to give ft clock to any one who could take an oath that he had strictly minded his own business and not meddled with his neighbor's affairs for a year and a day. The smallest republic in the world is Francevtlle, one of the islands of the New Hebrides. The in habitants consist of forty European and 500 black workmen employed by a French company. In Germany, when the vote of the jury stands six against sis, the prisoner is acquitted. A vote of seven against five leaves the decision to the court, and in a vote of eight against four the prisoner is convicted. A plant known as wild orange, on the Island of Reunion, is said to pro duce a beverage equal to coffee and much cheaper. It can be used alone or mixed. It is now raised on 24,000 acres, and its name is “mussaenda.” In some villages in the south of Eng land the appointments of the wedding- are made to bear a relation to the busi ness of the town. At a carpenter's wedding the aisle of the church was strewn with shavings ; at a blacksmith’s with coal and iron filings; a - farmer walked on straw, a butcher on skins. Collectors of rare stamps are much interested in the Afghanistan stamps. The Ameer Abdur Rahman has only had three issues of stamps since he came to the throne. The first was a round red stamp, the second an oblong black one, and the last a red oblong stamp bearing the figure of a mosque. A COMPARATIVE ESTIMATE OF HIMSELF. “Reginald,” said the young man's father, “you couldn't earn your salt.” “Oh, yes, I could, fat’nah,” he replied, complacentiy. aud, after some thought, he added, “but I might have to fallback oi you fob the pep pah.'’—[Washington “dar. ICAKHr.AGE WITHOUT MOTIVE. Mistress—So you are going to leave my service? Now, what motive impels you to go away? 8ervant--lt's no motive, ipadamej it’» » soldier!—iPaiis Gauloig. A CAUSTIC REPLY Of the Duval Club (o Attoruey-Beneral Lamar of Florida. The statement published in the Chi cago Inter-Ocean by Florida’s Attor ney General to the effect that the Cor- bett-Mitchell contest could not possi bly be “pulled off” within the borders of his state has elicited a caustic reply from the president of the Duval Ath letic Club. The Attorney General’s positive edict against the fight .is’met by as positive a statement from the club that the contest will occur, and occur in Florida at that. Here is what the club says in reply to the At-, torney General: • “Attorney General Lamar, speaking for himself and the governor, having declared in a letter to the Inter-Ocean of Chicago that the Corbett-Mitchell contest will not take place in Florida, it is proper that we inform the public that neither the attorney general nor the governor possesses any judicial power and to add that the state’s offi cers, acting under tbe direction of the executive, have refused to allow any judicial determination by the courts of the law which it is claimed the contest will violate, and to that end have caused the prosecution originated for the purpose of testing the law to be dismissed; and further, that the exec utive of the state, possessing the con stitutional prerogative of asking the opinion of the highest- judicial tribunal of the state as to the construction of the statute, has declined to do so. The public is hereby assured that the contest will take place as advertised; that no plans have been formed or steps taken, and none will be, by either the governor or the attorney general, to stop the contest, and tick ets can be bought with the confidence that it will take place under the con tract as signed. “Henry Mason, President, “For the Dnval Athletic Club. . Now it) the time fo advertise it will pay. Mail Armor. The covering for the body in time of war usually consists of ordinary garments very thickly quilted, or cov ered with small rings of metal sewn upon the inside. The quilted material deadened to a considerable extent the force of a blow, and the rings made it very dif ficult for the lance or sword to pene trate. There seems to be some ground for believing that small discs of horn or bone were sometimes sewed npoti garments for a similar purpose; but this is not absolutely certain, for we have only the representations in illum inations to judge by, aud it is not al ways easy to tell exactly what was meant to be depicted. The mail armor varied much as to the manner in which the rings were af fixed to the surface that they were in tended to protect; in some instances they seem to be sewn on at one edge only, in rows, and so to overlap each other ; in others they do not overlap, and in yet other cases they are linked together after the manner iu which purses used to be made of small steel rings, This last form of mail was cer tainly the strongest and most perfect, and if the iron or steel links were well made it would require a skilful blow from sword or lance to penetrate through them, and even then the weapons would have to be of unusually well-tempered metal. There was considerable variety in helmets and shields at different times during jhis period. We find the kite shaped shield iu the Bayeux tapestry, but later it became shorter and wider ; the round Saxon shield, sometimes made of wood alone, sometimes cov ered with bull’s hide, lingered for a long time, and for men-at-arms this shape was retained nearly as long as the use of the shield continued. Westminster Review. BILL ARP’S LETTER. Ee Memlales lit Pleasnres ol Rest “It is Rood for Man to Feel His Iusig nificance Occasionally.” ‘•O, where shall rest be found, Best for the weary soul.” That is a beautiful hymn. But the mind wan's rest too—rest from politics, from the tariff, from silver aud gold, from Hawaii and Kio Janeiro—rest from Evans aud Clay and Atkinson—rest from the woman questiou aud pulpit controversy—rest from the swim and slush of daily news—the murders aud suicidel aud lynchings—and rest from Mitchell and Cor- belt. Of coarse we must have polities and candi dates and controversy and the news, hut one* in awhile the mind gets tired of all these aud Deeds rest. I don’t know a better place to find it than in a quie* little hamlet that overlooks the sea or the gulf—where one can gaze dream ily upon the waters, and, like Byron; become po- ei ic and exclaim: “Victoria R.” to the President. The treaties which are stored in the State Department library at Washing ton are not the only valuable or his toric documents there. There are some very valuable Washington, Jef ferson, Madison and Monroe papers, and the original Declaration of Inde pendence. Then there tfre letters of the rulers of other countries, telling of births and deaths and marriages in royal families. These letters, says the Philadelphia Times, are bound in vol umes devoted to the different coun tries from which they came. There are many autographs of Queen Victoria in the court letters of Great Britain which fill an entire book. The most interesting was written February 14, 1840. It announced her marriage to Prince Albert. It is a good specimen of the form of royal communication with the ruling magistrate of the United States. It reads: Victoria, by the Grace of God. Queen of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ire land, Defender of the Faith, etc., etc., to the President of the United States ot America, sendeth greeting: Our Good Friend—The celebration of onr marriage with His Royal Highness, the Prince Albert Francis, Augustus Charles Emanuel, second son of His Serene Highness, the reigning Duke of 8axe-Coburg-Gotha. having taken place at London on the 10th oi the present month, we lose no time in noti fying to you this event- The sentiments of friendships which : you have manitested toward us on other occasions afford us the assurance that you wiil take an interest in an event which, by the blessings of the Al mighty wiil, we trust, contribute to the wel fare of our people and secure our own do mestic happiness. And so with our cordial wishes for your welfare and prosperity, we recommend you to the protection of the Al mighty. Given at out court at Windsor Castle, the fourteenth day of Febrnary. in the year of our Lord 1840. in the third year of our reign. Victobia B. “E Plrtribus Unum” on Coins. The legend “E Pluribus Unum,” which appears on a number of United States coins, was never authorized by law. Its first use is said to have been npou a coin struck at Newburgh, N. Y., iu 1785, before the adoption of ou* Constitution.—St, Lquis IJepublic. “Roll on. thon deep and dark blue ocean, roll-” It is good for a man to feel his insignificance once in awhile, and lie can do it here. It is good to get away from the restless, turbulent world, and let his mind become calm and se rene. He ought io have & few old-fashioned books, such ae Goldsmith and Cowper and Tom Hood and Irving and Ike Marvel, books that please without a strain, books tender and true, and that harden not tbe heart. There is some thing about the ocean or a lake or a river, or even a little rivulet, that calms and comforts tlio mind. The little spring branch is a never failing delight lo a child, and the memory of it is fresh and green in onr declining yean. By ron says: “And I have loved the ocean- -and my delight when a boy was to wanton in thy breakers.” Bnt the little branch aud the wash-hole down in the willows was good enough for ns. There is nothing in nature or art so changeless and so soothing to the mind as water—flowing, sparkling or falling wa'er. How de licious is sleep, how pleasant our dreams when the rain is pat tering on the roof. In my early my youth, father was poor and tbe litte shedroom where 1 slept had no ceiling and the window nothing but a shutter; but my mother lucked the cover ing close aronnd iLv aud kissed me, and the rain on the roof was the sweetest music in the world. I wiil never forget that little room and those bie6sed lainy nights. The rich have many blessiugs, but a kind providence has saved ;-ome for the poor that money cannot bay. Hie Indians had no lunatic asylums in tbe olden time, but nature taught them that tbe sonud of falling water was the best cure for a diseased mind. Amicalola means mind healing. and Amicalola falls was the place where (lie Cherokees took their crazy Indians and bad them guarded in jHttle wigwams on the brink untii they got well. There are many legends of Indian maidens leaping from some high bluff into the dark waters because of disappointed love, but that is all fancy—the creative fancy of the novelists aud story tellers. The old settlers told me they nevei heard of such acase.norofan Indian committing suicide; but that they did some time take a crazy one to Amicalola falls and the sound of the falling waters cured them. I think it would be a fitting change to call this beautiful ninny, breezy bluff by that expres sive name instead of Clear Water. This little place is as charming to us as when we first ame. Fishing, sailing, boating, bathing and shell hunting still go on. while the intervals employed in reading, talking, writing let ter- and receiving them from absent kindred and friends, there are none to molest or make ns afia d. Burns could have immortal- zed such a hamlet as he did the cottage in tlie highlands: ‘And I knew by the smoke that so gracefully cured Above ihe dark trees that a cottago was u-ar, Aud I said to myself, if there’s peace in this world, Tlie heart that is humble might look for it here.” The mocking birds are building in tlie haw thorn I u lies, and their inspiring songs are al most unbroken by day and by night. I know now where ill y spend their winters, for there are thousands of them here, and not an English sparrow to disturb their tranquility. Ae I write, I can see a, score of them within a few rods, and agentleman told me that he killed 150 lastsuin- m r in an effort to drive them away from his grape arboe, and with all that lie saved no grapes to .peak of. He enclosed many bunches in pap r and in cloth, bnt it was no protection, for they picked through every covering I have been writing some fish stories, bnt I find that iliese people begun on me easy. They dideut want to strain my credulity at tlie start. Since my last letter, tlie fishing boys eame in with 2,700 from on- eight’s netting, and Mr. Orr, of St. Petersburg, said that not long ago he estimated the night’s work of some fisher men down below him, and they numbered ‘17,000- They saitfd them down, and had 6eveu barrels of fish rte. for which they got 2 cents a p juud. Just thick of 27,000fish caught in one night. Mr. Orr is from South Carolina, a nephew of Hon. James L. Orr, and, of conrse, a truthful man. He owns a fishing boat that pl’es between Petersburg and Sarasota bay. and I am going down with him soon and see ili se wonders of the deep with mine own eyes. I have been accustomed, and perhaps hardened, to marvelous glories iu dby own town, and it strains a man’s faith to beiieve everything he hears. Not long ago, a very lespectable neigh bor. who is getting along in years, told me that when he fiast went to Texas, away back in the 50's, the wolves got around Ills shack one night by the himdreds trying to get the carcass cf a deer that he bad hung in a sapling close by. They eat up his dog quick. He and his companion put their guns through the cracks and fired into them all night, and as fast as they killed them the others eat them up except ihe bones and bair, and more wolves kept on coming and eating; but about daybreak they left, and when he and his companion opened the door the hair and the bones was three feet deep all around the cabin. Well, of course, a little allowance muat be made for imagination, and tbe flight of time, and the lack of a \ ard stick to measure with; but a man told me lhat the last time be heard that story told the wolf hair wasen’t bnt two feet deep, ’J hat is all very natural. I have told stories myself that got bigger and bigger as (be years tolled on. Tbe tepmtation to exaggerate is almoit irresistible, and it is so univcrsel that nobody believes more than half of a marvelous stoiy," I reckon it was our early reading of Munchausen and the Arabian Nights and Gulliver’s travels that got onr generation into this habit. Everybody loves the marvelous. Now, if any of our Georgia or up country friends wish to spend a few weeks or months on this side of Florida, let them buy a tourist ticket in Atlanta, 4cents a mile for around trip (that is 2 cents each way), come to Macon and take the night train on the Georgia, Southern aDd Hampton, stay at Hampton three hours until the Central Peninsular comes along from Jacksonville at 11 o’clock, get aboard and stay there until you reach Lscoochee, where the Sanford and 8t. Petersburg cresses. There you wall haTe to wait two or three hours, bnt Mr. Johns win give you a goon clean supper for half a dollar, and his smart little son, Albert, will tell vou what a Florida cracker is. Take the train ‘about 6:40 o’clock, and get to Clear Water about 9:40 o'clock, or to St. Peters burg at 10:30 o’clock at night. Tarpon Springs and Dunedin aud Sutherland are on this line. It is lust twentv-four hours ride from Macon to 8t.Petersbnrg.snd you can sleep all night for $2 if you wish to. So come along and be hap py. We have just had dinner at our house, and Mrs- Anspaugh gave us an oyster pie and squashes, cabbages, egg plant, cucumbers, green peas and tomatces, all fresh from the gardens. 8lrawberries will come along next week. But the fishermen are waiting for me. 1 Olive oil," as the Atlanta boys say, when they mean "an re voir.”—Brut, Abf in Atlanta Con stitution. GET DOWN TO BUSINESS, Ain’t no use iu grievin’ Over these hard times ; Ain't no use in weavin’ Of your mournful rhyme* Ain't a bit o’ good in it; Neither bread nor wood in it ; But the way to do— Roll your shirt sleeves higher up; Loose the brakes and fire up— Then, go steamin’ through ! —Atlanta Constitution. PITH AND POINT. A New Engine of Death. A dispatch of Friday to The London Times from Vienna says: Archduke Carl Salvador, in conjuction with an other officer of the army, has invented and automatic mitrailleuse, which is reported to be the best made. It fires 450 to 480 shots a minute. Smokeless powder can be employed. Forty thou sand round; have been fired from one barrel of the w papou without showing any defect. The post of the new mi trailleuse is 1,009 florins each. A familiar air—Slapping one' on he back. Lot's wife was what might be called t well preserved woman. —Barn’s Horn. They served us at ou aboarding-house With “lamb” to-day: egad! I’m sure it was a portion of The one that Mary had. Jagson says the only way to elevate he stage is to lower the curtain.—El- nira Gazette. There is a tender connection be- ween the railroad engineer and his lassengers.—Lowell Courier. Pompous School Examiner—“How e the earth divided?” Intelligent Lad — “By earthquakes, sir.”—Tit-Bits. The man who is poor May at least offer thanks That he isn’t set up q As a target for cranks. —Washington Star. A philosopher is a man who dqes lot try to argue with others until he mows he can down them.—Galveston News. A cow died in Sprinfield, Ohio, from ating too many apples, which gave ise to some trouble in cider.—Boston Courier. It is a consolation when another nan is in trouble to think that it will prove a valuable lesson to him.—Atch- son Globe. Chappie—“I'm awfully fond of tuni ng dogs.” She (innocently)—“Yes? Where do you go to hunt them?”— Detroit Free Press. “Jawley was at the club last night,” Was-he? Did he talk?” “Yes.” What about?” “About half the night.”—Harper’s Bazar. “Does this cake makej-ou think of grandma?” “Mercy, no.” “Why uot?” “She always gave me two pieces.”—Chicago Inter-Ocean.” His heart and his fortune he laid at her feet And plead for a swift reply, la trembling tones she softly said : “My hat, is it on awry?” —Chicago Inter-Ocean. Miss Softly (who has been attending a course of lectures)—“Oh, Professor, [ saw such a funny old fossil in the inuseum to-day. I thought of ydu at once.”—Vogue. The girls of Radcliffe College (for merly Harvard’s Ann X.) have no yell yet, but if somebody should spring $ mouse on them the yell would invent itself.—Philadelphia Ledger. “Do you enjoy going to school?” asked the youth’s uncle. “Yes, sir, I enjoys goin’ all right. It’s sittin still in school after I get there that 1 don’t like. ”—Washington Star. “I dote npou oaks,” said the languishing maid, “So noble, so stately, though few, Tell me, Mr. Jones, what’s your favorite tree?” And he teuderly answered her. “Yew.” ; —Drake’s Magazine. Gallup—“Do you think I can safely trust a business secret to Banks?’ Higbee — “I should say so. 1 lent him 155 nearly a year ago and he has never breathed a word about it since.”—Tid Bits. ‘It always pays a mau iu my- busi ness to take plenty of time,” murmured the burglar softly to himself, gently dumping the third tray of gold watches into his capacious bag.—Buffak Courier. And you really consider it good luck to find a horse-shoe, then?” “Certainly. They’re worth two centt apiece at any junk dealer’s, and every little helps, these hard times.”—Buf falo Courier. - _, Uptown—“Anyway, I suppose you believe that there is»luck in odd num bers?” Longwood — “Great Scott, ao ! It was the third time I proposed o Mrs. Longwood that she accepted. ” Buffalo Courier. Papa,” said Jimmie, who is just learning his multiplication tables, ‘why isn’t there a subtraction table?” ‘There is, my son. When you sit down to dinner and begin to eat, that substraction table. ”—Harper’s Bazar. First Burglar—“Let's quit tliii business and become reformers.” Second—“I’m a reformer now.’ First—“Como off'.” Second—“Yes, J am a chloroformer. ” And he-pro ceeded to saturate the sponge as the victim slept. Josiah—“Mandy, I reckon we’dbet- ter not buy anything here. They’re goods all seem to be damaged.” Mau- dy—“How do you know?” Josiah— “Don’t you see on all. the cards thal they tell right out that there’s a big cut on everything?”—Inter Ocean. (Before a picture representing a sheep still guarding its dead lamb from a group of ravens.) Mamma—“See, baby dear, those wicked black ravens are only waiting till the poor mamms sheep goes away, and they will eat up the dear little lamb.” Baby—“Qoo-se let’s wait, too!”—Pall Mall Magazine. “But, papa,” wailed the young wo man, “you can have no idea how he Loves me. Ee is willing to die for me this very minute.” “Well,” said the . old man, scratching his chin fhought- fully, “I don’t know that I have any objection to that. I was afraid he wanted to marry you. ”—Indianapolis lournal. An Argyllshire elder was asked how the kirk got along. Hesaid: “Aweei, we had 400 members. Then we had a iivision, and there were only $00 left; ;hen a disruption, and only ten of us left. Then we had a heresy trjial; and low there is only me and ma 'orither Duncan left, and I ha’ great doots of Duncan’s orthodoxy. ”—Tit-Bits. Aunt Maria—“I suppose that young nan is coming to see you agitiu this evening?” Maude—“Do you? 1 : Aunt Maria—“What a girl you are. What -.hall I say, Mamie, to all,the fo'lf-t hat are asking if lit- is your lover?” Maude—“Tell them you don]t "know.” Yunt Maria—“But if they should ask vhat I think?” Maude --"“Say you ;hink it is none of your business.”— 3ostpa Transcript. HO/sr/HCT Pm NT