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The Slf't'n »t Horae.
Poverty, ill-temper and slovenliness,
each in their own peculiar province,
have done, and are continuing to do,
much in the way of making unpleasant,
uncomfortable and unhappy home*.
The first i». generally speaking, una
voidable, the second often the outcome
of ill-health, disappointment or misfor
tune, but the latter is without reasou
or excuse.
More husbands are driven from their
own firesides, more sons given cause to
seek questionable associates and un
worthy associations, and more daugh
ters captivated by the fascinations of
Ihe street, from being reared in untidy
homes, where slovenliness rules the
hour and method, order and neatness
rarely ever outer, than from any other
cause known.
The public places of amusement, the
saloons and the bagnios, all under
stand and act promptly upon the sug
gestions of tholr understandings as to
what attractions hold captive the eye
and the ear. and through them the
hearts of the young and. as for that,
for the old and middle-aged as well.
These are made bright and cheery,
and, as near as may be, without any
objectionable features to unpleasantly
atleot the outward or inward senses.
Is it any marvel, then, that so many
are led astray by such pleasant and at
tractive surroundings? When neat
ness. order, system and pleasant be
longings are introduced into the fami
ly circle, with as much effect and per
sistence as they aro in public places,
our homes will hold their own more
closely than they now do, and with
lasting benefit to every ono into whose
province these elements of progressive
refinement may find their way.
To emphasize uioro fully the solemn
fact, we say and “more in sorrow
than in anger”—that one of the most
repulsive features in home life is slov
enliness in dress. Where that is found,
general untidiness is almost sure to
rule the hour, and affection wilts and
goes limping out of the door while love
flies out of the window. The house
wife or house-maid who goes about in
untidy array, witli unkept hair or soil
ed garments, almost invariably brings
desolation to thu hearth-stone where
she holds sway. The homo whoso
mistress “slicks up" when company
comes and ouly then, is an unfortunate
one. They who do this forgot that the
Jdeasure and happiness of their ow n
amlly are of more vital importance
than all thu world beside, and turn a
deaf oar to oue of thu most instructive
leachors that poiuts to the higher lifo
of the household. They forgot that the
unholy rivals for the affection and
presence of thoir husbands and sons -
a*-d daughters, oven —know full well
the value of tidiness of apparel, of neat
ness of person, of order in surroiiud
iugs, and they make these elements
prominent and primary in all thoir
carefully-devised plans and purposes.
Not that gamtiuuss and glare aro
neceasary to win and keep the hearts
of men -aud women -from going
astray, By no means! llut order,
quietness, neatness, pleasant words
aud ways, will do more to koop the
family circle full amt the fire-light
of the hearthstone bright thau all
the treasures that riches alono can
bring. On the other hand, the sloven
ly home aud the slattern iu that home
can accomplish more in the way of
producing blackened embers and dark
ening the ruddy light of homo lifo thau
all oilier causes combined.
In short, the household sloven is
more to ho feared and shunned than
any physical pestilence that walkoth
iu darkness and spiritual destruction
that wastoth at noon-day. No poison
is more subtle or dangerous to the pur
ity and beauty of home life, no element
more fatal iu effect upon both the theo
ry aud practice of good housekeeping,
than Is the slovou at home. — From
••Good Jlottschccpiny."
i'hey <Jot t lie Wine.
“Os course it is awfully funny to
shout ‘Lock up the w ine cellar, Mary,
for the plumber is coming,’ ” said one
of the Ing-bill gentlemen to a reporter,
“but it isn’t a pleasant remark for a
plumber to hear.”
“Is it true that a plumber can empty
a barrel of w hisky while he is soldering
up a pin-hole in a water pipe
“Nonsense! Mind, I don’t say that
when a plumber is working in a rich
man's cellar where there are barrels of
liquor that he won’t lake a drink now
and then tlint is, some of them will.”
“How is it with yourself?"
“Oh, I sometimes turn the faucet, but
never to take more than a drink or two
in a day, excepting once.”
“When was that?”
"You won’t put that in the paper,
will you?”
“Sure."
“Then I’ll tell you all about. Three
or four years ago Jim and 1 had a job
up on Woodward avenue. When wo
went down into the cellar the servant
girl followed us, took a brass key that
was hanging on a uail and carried it
up stairs. There was a cask of French
brandy, a barrel of bourbon, another
of port aud another of sherry, and
there was a barrel-room looked, full of
bottled liquors. It made us stuack our
lips, just to look around at the barrels
and bottles, but when it came to tak
ing a drink, the liquor might as well
have been in the moon. The barrels
all had these patent lock faucets iu
them, and the girl had carried off the
key.
"We worked away all the forenoon
with nothing but water to drink, but
Jim swore that he would have some of
that wine in the afternoon, though I
couldn’t see how he was going to get
it; 1 hadn’t got my trade learned then.
Pretty soon after we went to work in
the afternoon Jitu pulled about a yard
of small rubber tubing out of liis
pocket, hunted up au empty fruit jar.
knocked out a bung aud siphoned out
a couple quarts of port Maybe we
didn't get so drunk that we had" to quit
work!’ Detroit Free /Vt>s
On Friday morning an Indian killed
a large cougar near Point Defiance.
He found tii" animal lying on a sand
bar in w ait for a deer and at the tir>t
ahot it jumjved a distance of thirteen
steps, about forty feet. He shot it fear
times before he killed it. He described
the animal as being about two feet
high and six or seven from the tip of
its nose to the end of its tail, aud say s
it was not full grown, cither. J\>rt
fctrtd On yo mart.
THE SNA Hl' INDIAN.
BUI »«’» Opinion* <if~ Shoshones, their
Mttunem ami Cum to in*.
There are about Snake or
Shoshone Indians now extant, the
greater part being in Utah arid Nevada,
though there is a reservation iu Idaho
uud another iu Wyoming.
The Shoshone Indian is reluctant to
accept of civilization on the European
plan He prefers the ruder customs
which have been handed down from
father to son along with other hair
looms. I use the word hairlooms iu its
broadest sense.
There are the Shoshones proper aryl
the Utes and Utahs, to which have
lieen added by some authorities the
Gontanches, and Moulds of New
Mexico and Arizona, the Nctelas and
other tribe* of California. The Sho
shone, wherever found, is clothed in
buckskin and blanket in winter, but
dressed more lightly in summer, wear
ing nothing but an air of intense gloom
in August. To this lie adds on holi
days a necklace made from the store
teeth of the hardy pioneer.
The Snake or Shoshone Indian is
passionately fond of the game known
as poker among us, and wnicli, I learn,
is played with cards. It is a game of
chance, though skill and a thorough
knowledge of firearms arc of great use.
The Indians enter into this game with
great zeal and lend to it thu wonderful
energy which they have preserved
from year to by abstaining from
the delibitating effects of manual labor.
All day long the red warrior sits in his
skin boudoir, nursing thu sickly and
reluctant “flush,” patient, silent and
hopeful. Through the cold of winter,
in the desolate mountains, he continues
to
"Hope on, liope ever,"
That he will "draw to fill.” Far away
ini the canyon ho hears the sturdy
blows of bis wife’s tomahawk as she
slaughters the grease wood aud the
sage brush for the fire in his gilded
hell where he sits and woos the lazy
Goddess of Fortune.
With the Shoshone, poker is not
alone a relaxation, the game wherewith
to wear out a long and listless evening,
but it is a passion, a duty and a devo
tion. He lias a face designed especial
ly for poker. Jl never shows a sign of
good or evil fortune. You might as
well try to win a smile from a railroad
right of way. The full hand, the fours,
throes, pairs and bobtail flushes are all
the same to him, it you judge by his
face.
When he gets hungry he cinches
himself a liltlc tighter and continues to
“rustle” with fate. You look at his
smoky, edd copper cent of a face and
you see no change. You watch him as
lie coins the last buckshot of his tribe
and later on when he goes forth a pau
per, and the corners of his famine
breeding mouth have never moved.
His little black, smoke-inflamod eyes
have never lighted with triumph or
joy. He is the great aboriginal stoic
and sylvan dude. He does not smile.
Ho does not weep. It certainly must
be intensely pleasant to be a wild, tree,
lawless, irresponsible, natural born
fool.
The Shoshones proper include the
Haiilioeks, which arc again subdivided
into the Koolsitakaru, or Buffalo Kilters,
on Wind River, the Tookurika or
Mountain Sheep Raters, on Salmon
and ,Suabo Rivers, the Shoshocas or
White Knives, sometimes called Dig
gers, of the Humboldt River and the
Great Salt Lake basin. Probably the
Hokandikalis, Yahooskins and the
Wahlpapos are subdivisions of the Dig
ger tribe. lam not sure of this, but 1
shall not suspend my business till 1
can tied out about it. If 1 cannot get
at a great truth right oil' 1 wait patient
ly and go right on drawing my salary.
The Shoshones live on the govern
ment and other small game. They will
eat anything when hungry, from a
buffalo flown to a woodtiek. The
Shoshone does not despise small tilings.
Ho love.-i insects iu any form. He loves
to make pets of them and to study
their habits in his home life.
Formerly, when a great Shoshone
warrior died, they killed his favorite
wife over his grave so that she could
go to the happy hunting grounds with
him, but it is not so customary now. 1
tried to impress on an old Shoshone
brave once that they ought not to do
that. 1 tried to show him that it would
encourage celibacy and destroy domes
tic ties in his tribe. Since that there
has been quite a stride toward reform
among them. Instead of killing the
widow on tiie death of her husband,
the husband takes such good care of
his health aud avoids all kinds of in
tellectual strain or physical fatigue,
that late years there are no widows,
but widowers just seem to swarm in
the Shoshone tribe. The woods are full
of them.
Now. if they would only kill tho
widower over the grave of the wife, the
Indian’s future would assume a more
dcliuite shape.
Uiiliglit* of Country Gift?.
“Now. then, farmer,” said the deni
zen of the city, after he had made ar
rangements for the board of himself
and family for a fortnight, and paid
the bill iu advauoe, “1 suppose we’ll
live iu clover while we are here—plen
ty of good eouutry butter, aud all that,
eh?”
••Oh, yes, sir." -»
“No danger of starving, eh?”
“Oh, uo, sir; tho peddlers from tho
city come this way twice a week w ith
vegetables, fruits, and such; the milk
train slops aud leaves a can every any,
and the butter, cheese, and eggs man
comes round every Saturday its regu
lar as clockwork. You needn’t have
fear but you’ll have plenty to eat.”—
Somcrwuc Journal.
A sociely has been formed in Boston
to help its members purchase a home or
commence business when they are mar
ried. Eligibility to membership con
sists simply in being unmarried. This
surprising scheme provides that a mem
ber need have paid in only S-oO to be
come entitled to the full benefit of #l,-
000 at the end of eighteen mouths. As
the association has just begun opera
tions. no benefit will become due until
1886. The secretary claims a member
ship of 100 already, and hopefully pre
dicts ygc of l:\000 withiu the next five
JVWk -
flic Cheap and the Hear Seller.
is it not the first law of economics
that the cheap seller will supersede the
near seller and get all his market
away? Certainly that is true in the
long run. but it is not tru» in fivu min
ute-. The difficulties in Lhe way of the
"undercutter” or uuderseller are very
great indeed. In the lirst plaee, "the
Dade” hale him, and the hatred of the
trade is unpleasant- good assistants
shunning the banned shops—or, in the
• trictly organized trades, intolerable.
Effort after effort has been made to beat
'he bakers, who hold very closely to
gether, but with very little result.
They will let down prices to a point,
but no further, being quite aware that
in all trades which take room there are
limits to competition. Two half-pence
on two loaves are not equal to a penny
on oue loaf when the ovens will only
hold so many loaves. Then the buyer
who cares about the fall of a penny is
always wanting credit, and does not
like to quit the man who will give it,
and who regards desertion as the one
unpardonable sin. Moreover, he, or
rather she, believes iu the customary
price, aud, whatever the newspapers
may say, cannot get rid of the impres
sion that somehow the underseller is
giving her, in some way, inferior qual
ity for her money—a belief diligently
encouraged by the regular tradesman.
And lastly, tho undcrseller being anx
ious mainly for accidental custom, is
neither so obliging nor so patient, nor
so careful about deliveries as his estab
lished rival.
So strongly do these three causes
work together, that wo have heard of
instances in which bakers in populous
neighborhoods have bought their un
doi'-elling rivals’ stocks and sold them
at their own prices without their cus
tomers ever knowing or resenting the
tax so directly levied. The force of
habit which even arrests downfalls iu
bread, is much stronger as to articles
less needed and less accurately under
stood, till we arrive at cases in which,
as in tho milk trade, cheapness is posi
tively suspected or disliked, as if it
must of necessity be based upon some
fraud. Os course, iu the end, if whole
sale prices are low the undersellers win,
and the new price establishes itself, in
which case woe to tho retailors when
wholesale prices rise. They have to
endure a storm of inquiries, objurga
tions, and epithets which must take
the sweetness of their previous gains
quite out of them, and very often aro
compelled to yield and compensate
themselves by unsuspected reductions
iu quality. As a rule, however, tho
demand that a customary and low
price should bo lower still comes witli
surprising slowuess, and tho distrib
utors, when their wholesale market has
given way, enjoy unexpected profits
continuously for months. The public
will not, iu this instance, grudge the
shopkeepers their gains, for they had
previously been suftering greatly from
different causes —one being the diffi
culty of meeting the competition of the
stores; but they certainly for sonic time
pus? have had cause to bless the “gen
eral depression.”— The Spectator.
Kxperiencc or a Ituston Girl.
Two well-known young ladies —first
family ones at that —happened to meet
in the boss dry goods store of tho place
the other day. One of them was mak
ing a purchase which only the da/ be
fore she had said she didn’t think she
could afford to make. She was ques
tioned by her fair companion as to why
she had changed her mind. What fol
lowed is on tho word of the store own
er:
••Jack called last night,” said the
lady who had changed her mind, “and
oy and by other company came in, and
after awhile somebody suggested a lit
tle game, and we made up a board—
ante live, ten to come in, and twenty
live limit. We played till 10, and I was
10 cents out, aud 1 felt just awful.
Some one said: ‘Play oue jack pot for
a half and quit.’ Everybody agreed.
There were #5 in the pot before anyone
opened. Jack opened for a half, the
mean iliing, and all 1 had to draw to
was a monkey flush. Wasn’t that aw
ful? Well, everybody came in, and 1
made up my mind 1 wasn’t going to bo
seared and so I chipped along. Jack
only took two cards. All the rest took
three. 1 threw mine all away and took
live. Wasn’t 1 horrible? Jack bet a
half. Everybody else saw him. I
looked at my hand and raised this bet a
half more. There were $8 in the pot.
Jack says, ‘What, on a five-card draw?’
1 said, ‘Yes.’ Then he saw me and
raised another half. All the rest drop
ped out, the mean tilings. I took an
other peep at my hand and raised Mr.
Jack another half. ‘See here, Jenny,’
lie said, ‘if it was any one else I’d think
they were giving me a bluff, but I guess
you’ve got the beating of me, and so 1
won’t invest any more. Take the pot.
1 opened on three aces,’ said Jack,
showing ’em down, and I drew in the
money. Wasn’t it sweet in Jack to
think I wouldn’t bluff him?”
••Perfectly sweet,” exclaimed the
fair companion. "What did you
hold?”
“L only had one little pair of deuces,
Allie,” said the innocent manipulator
of the jack-pot.
“Wasn’t it just too lovely for any
thing? So 1 thought I’d come over
and buy the goods to-day. Isn’t it a
bargain?”— Society column o/' a Boston
paper.
An Animal Apple-Gatherer.
Gathering fruit is a frequent practice
of animals,and yet there is a stratagem
attributed to that “walking bunch of
tooth-picks” called the hedgehog,
which is curious enough to deserve
special mention. It seems that fruit is
frequently found iu the hedgehog's
sleeping-apartment, and its presence
there is explained in this remarkable
way: It is known that hedgehogs often
climb walls, aud run off upon low
boughs, and instead of scrambling
down iu the same manner, they boldly
make the leap from the top" to the
grouud. sometimes ten or twelve feet.
They coil into a ball in the air, strike
Upon their armor of spines, and bound
away unharmed. In taking this jump,
they have been seen to strike upon fall
en fruit, which, thus impaled upon
their spiues, was carried away by them:
aud this has given rise to the opinion
that iu some such way they may have
stored their winter homes C. F.
Holder t in St. Nicholas for Jday.
INCIDENT OF THE TURF.
How Uau Mace Drove Lady Thorne a
Mile In 3:08.
An intimate friend of Dan ilace,
writes a correspondent to the New
York Times, has been regaling me with
entertaining reminiscences of the fam
ous driver. One of his stories may
mildly be called a little astonishing. I
plainly manifested my skepticism when
I heard it, but the earnestness with
which it was reiterated and the indis
putable fact that other veteran horse
men among themselves have seriously
recited and discussed it warrant me in
making it public property now after
the lapse of years in which it has been
treasured in contideuce by Mace’s in
timates. Mace told the tale to friends
in whom he trusted, but secrecy was
always imposed upon his hearers; for,
though it was perhaps the text of the
chief boast of his life, there were some
phases in it which, for apparent rea
sons, he took no personal pride. Gen
eral publication of the story even now
will doubtless provoke many warm
discussions in trotting circles. “Billy”
Hunter, a conspicuous horseman now
living at Hartford, and a quondom
crony of Mace, vouches for the truth of
the chronicle, claiming personal knowl
edge of it, while other men well known
on the track recite the same narrative
as they say they heard it from Mace’s
own lips. “Years ago,” began my
authority, “when forty-pound sulkies
and shin and pastern boots were un
known, Lady Thorne headed the list
of trotters. Oh, she was a good one
in her day, but she needed careful
nursing and regular straight handling.
Dan was the only man who could ever
got the last loop out of her. Tricky
and a trifle mean when she was stale,
the mare sometimes got Dan out of
patience, and sometimes, as all the
stable-boys will remember, he went at
her in a pretty lively way. One hot
Friday morning in July when Mace
went out to her stall the animal was
unusually ugly. She had done fast
work on the preceding Tuesday atrainst
time, and had been in high feather ever
since; now almost fiercely she turned
upon ‘Old Blue Jacket,’ and fastened
her teeth upon his shoulder. Dan was
hurt, and Dan was mad. He ordered
his men to put a strong bridle on the
beast and take her into a covered en
closure. With the long bridle rein
over a high stringer he had the men
haul the mare’s head high into the air,
and then taking a new driving whip
Dan laid it on with might and main,
shouting and yelling at the mare con
tinually; break away she could not,and
before the old man got through with
her she was covered with foam and
trembling like an aspen leaf. A wild,
frightened look was in her eye, and if
ever a horse appeared heart-broken,
Lady Thorne did on that July day.
But Dan’s ire was not appeased.
•Hook her up,’ he said to ‘Billy’ Hunt
er, who was with him then as his head
groom; ‘hook her up and take this
watch and catch my second mile. I’ll
loosen her up a bit on the first mile,
and then I’m going to send her on the
repeat for all she is worth. Yon take
that time. Now, my old girl, I’ll fix
you,’ he said sternly, as he caught the
reins behind the affrighted horse. He
seemed to hold her back with difficulty
on the first mile. She feared that cruel
whip. Gradually letting her out she
came down to the starting post for the
second mile like a Hash, and away she
went. The watch snapped as it began
timing a mile, which Dan Mace averred
to his dying-day was the fastest ever
spun by a trotting-horse in all the
world. How he yelled! How he laid
ou the lash! He acted like a maniac.
Under every blow Lady Thorne sped
along faster and faster, while gaping,
awe-stricken hostlers looked on in
speechless amazement, for such trot
ting as this not one had ever dared to
even dream of. Down the back-stretch
tore the maddened animal, too frighten
ed to break, trotting squarely without
a skip. Around the lower turn and
down the stretch sailed the mare, white
with foam, speckled with blood. With
in a hundred feet of the wire Mace let
out a screech moro hideous seven thau
any that had preceded it; Lady Thorne
flew through the air faster still, and,
like lightning shot under the wire.
Hunter looked at the stop-watch, grew
pale, and shut the case with a vehe
ment snap.
“ ‘What was it?’ breathlessly de
manded the half-dazed onlookers.
“ ‘Never mind; wait till they come
in.’
“Almost wholly white, trembling
and stumbling, back jogged the mare.
Dan’s face was ghastly, and the veins
on his forehead stood out like whip
cords.
“ ‘Take good care of her, boys; I’ve
been devilish rough with the beast,’
he muttered as they led the hofse
away.
•• ‘Hunter,’ said Dan, ‘you and I will
never live to see that mile trotted
again. Let me look at the watch.’
When Hunter obeyed Mace stared al
most vacantly at the dial, and then of
a sudden, half in soliloquy, ho said
simply, ‘I knew it.’
“That watch marked 2:08,” said my
enthusiastic friend, “and 2:08 it was.”
Many horsemen kuow this; many be
lieve it; some dou’t; but to my mind it
is really true. lam willing to take the
word of Billy Hunter and the word of
Dan Mace that Lady Thorne on that
day trotted the fastest mile this world
ever saw.
Bill Xye’s Advice to Parents.
Do not constantly tell your boy “how
tall” lie is—that he "grows like a weed”
—and finally make him think that he is
a giraffe. If you keep it up you will fi
nally make a round-shouldered, awk
ward. bashful bean-pole out of a migh
ty good looking boy. I* every tall boy
in this country will agree to lick every
wooden-headed man who tells him
“how he does grow,” 1 will agree to
hold the coat of said tall boy. lam
now dealing with a subject of which I
happen to be informed. The same rule
applies to girls as well. If you want to
make your daughter fall over the piano
and yearn to climb a tree whenever sh'
sees anyone come toward the house
tell her “what a great swalloping tom
boy she is getting to be.” In this way
if her parents act judiciously and in
concert, we can soon have a nati n of
young men and women whose manners
and carriage will be as beautiful and
symmetrical as the plaster west u i a
sore toe.
Serious Consequences of Sunday-
Fishing.
Sheik Kemal Edin Demiri, who died
about A. D. 1406, and was the author
of a voluminous treatise ou the life of
animals, relates the following story as
a fact: “The inhabitants ol a town call
ed Olila, on the shore of the lied Sea,
were in olden times metamorphosed in
to monkeys, in punishment for their
wickedness. They had broken the
babbath by fishing. Some of their
pious fellow-citizens endeavored in vain
to convey them back into the path of
virtue; and, finally, when all admoui
tious proved useless, left the town. Re
turning to their homes three days later,
they found, instead of their neighbors,
baboons, which met thorn looking sor
rowfully, and expressing by signs and
attitude that they recognized the
friends whose advice they had scorned
with so dreadful a result- In his anger,
Allah had inflicted a terrible sentence
upon them. The writer carefully in
sists on the circumstance that the cul
prits were Jews.
The Prophet and his followers admit
this metamorphosis by God’s special
intervention as a fact, and this fully
explains the prominent part assigned
to apes in all Arabic fables and tales.
The early Egyptians believed religious
ly that some groups of monkeys were
experts in writing, and, by that fact
alone, equal if not superior to mankind
in general. A number of apes were
consequently sheltered and fed in the
temples, worshiped during life, and
embalmed after death. Those privi
leged specimens of the four-handed
tribe, when first introduced into the
temple, were handed a slate and pen
cil by the chief-priest, and humbly re
quested to show their right to admis
sion into the sacred asylum by writing.
The gamboling and grin uing candidates
wrote, and nobody ever doubted that
the figures traced by their agile hands
fully deserved to be classed in the cat
egory of hieroglyphs. So highly were
they held in respeet and veneration,
that the holy Sphinx was represented
with their hair-dress, and, till to-day,
men and women in the country of the
Mahdi give their hair the same shape.
But the Egyptians never admitted that
tlie priests or Pharaohs were the de
scendants of monkeys, while, on the
contrary, the Hindoos built houses and
temples to shelter and worship apes,
and venerated the princes of their coun
try as the direct offspring of the holy
animals. The Arabs regard the latter
as “tlie descendants of the wicked, to
whom nothing is sacred, nothing re
spectable, nothing too good or 100 bad;
who never feel friendly dispositions for
other creatures of the Lord, and are
damned by Allah, and carry the like
ness of the devil and of man combined
on their ill-shaped bodies.”— L>r. Al
fred E. Urchin, in Popular Science
Monthly for June.
Webster’s Atullsnce of Two,
Here is a new anecdote of Webster,
It was o.dd by the late Col. Munford,
who *'a» at one time secretary of the
Virgin':*. commonwealth, and it has
neve; been published: Col. Munford
was i- uis office at the state house one
day "lieu a distinguished looking man,
accompauied by a young lady, came in
and aAed if they could see the legisla
tive chambers. Col. Munford at once
recognized, from portraits he had seen,
the face of Webster, and, wishing to
see as much of the great statesman as
possible, offered to accompany him
through the state-house. The young
lady seemed to be a relative of Web
ster, and was very bright and piquant
in her conversation. There was a
constant fire of clever repartee be
tween the two, and when the party
reached the senate chamber the young
lady, turning to him, exclaimed:
“Now, everybody says you are a great
man, and can make a speech without
any preparation. 1 want you to prove
it.” As she said this she moved to the
rostrum, and took possession of the
president’s chair. “The house will
please come to order. The gentleman
from Massachusetts . has the floor.”
“Webster,” said Col. Munford, relat
ing the incident, “took, as if by in
stinct, the most favorable position in
the room, so that his voice could best
be heard, and for ten or fifteen min
utes he spoke with an eloquence I have
never heard equaled. He referred to
Virginia’s past, and, alluding especial
ly to her distinguished sons, he pointed
out their portraits that hung on the
walls, and described their traits in the
most beautiful language imaginable.”
Col. Munford frequently told his friends
that it was the best speech he ever lis
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