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THE ATLANTA UNI VERSA LIST.
‘GOD REQUIRES NO MAN TO BELIEVE HAT IS UNREASONABLE.”
VOLUME 1.
ATLANTA, GA., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 6, 1881.
NUMBER 45.
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Our Church Directory.
ORPHAN SCHOOL HALL. CORNER WALTON
and ronsvrn s* • ■•■'in.
l" 1 i -'••••? b *pg . n "d.
night.
Sunday School every Sunday at 9}$ a. ra -
Prayer and conference meeting every
Wednesday night.
Pastor—. .
S. 8. Supei intknuent—S. C. Merely.
Organist—J. R. Haskins.
Parish Moderator—J. E. Harding.
Parish Clerk—F. M, Van Pelt.
Treasurer—U. Linch.
Beacons—D. H. Day, S. C. Morely and
E. M. Greeaon.
[Entered in the Poet-office at Atlanta, Go.
,is second-class mail matter.]
THE LN1VEKSALSIST CONFESSION
OF FAITH.
Adopted at Winchester, N. H.,1803.
Art. I—We believe that the Holy
Scriptures of the Old and New Test
aments contain a revelation of the
character of God, and of the duty,
interest and final distination of man
kind.
Art. II.—We believe that there is
one God, whose nature is love, re 1
veiled in one Lerd Jesus Christ, by
one Holy Spirit of Grace, who will
finally restore the whole family of
mankind to holiness and happiness.
Art. III.—We believe that holiness
and true happiness are inseparably
connected, and that believers ought
practice good works; for these things
are good and profitable unto men.
Belgian Hospitality.
Tire Belgians are the only hospital do
ipoople still remaining in Europe, and
think nothing of asking a perfect
'stranger to join tho family circle in a
five minutes’ acquaintance. If, there
fore, a traveler stops in any place where
a wedding or christening is going on, it
generally depends on himself whether
lie will be one of the guests or not. Not
long ago I had gone to bed at a Belgian
inn, when I hoard a resolute knocking
at my chamber door, and some giggling
as of some laughing girls outside. It
was about 11:30 o’clock p. m., and I got
up, much wondering what could be the
matter. The landlord had sent his daugh
ter and some of her young friends to
ask if I would join in a midnight pil
grimage they were about to make to tho
shrine of a neighboring saint, in fulfill
ment of a promise tl icy had made to the
deceased relative. I got up and joined
their party, and it was certainly tho
jolliest pilgrimage I ever saw or heard
of. We walked along some country
roads by starlight, singing songs which
were not of a particularly sainty charac
ter, and when we had, accomplished the
object of our mission in a quaint old
chapel where the saint was worshipped,
we wandered out to a picturesque village
and ate hot rolls and fresh butter, with
some excellent coffee. As we returned
by rail in the early summer morning the
whole family seemed to have adopted me
into their connc ition, and treated me
entirely as on„ of themselves. The
Duchy of Luxembourg is, if possible,
still more patriarchal in the manners of
its people, and a man I know was invited
by some people he had never soon before
to pass a month at their chateau. What
is perhaps still stronger is that he went,
was really well received, and that the
impromptu acquaintance thus formed
turned out to be mutually satisfactory.
Belgium is now by far the cheapest
place in Europe, except some of the re
mote parts of Italy; and in Belgium or
in the Duchy of Luxembourg tho faro is
everywhere excellent, whereas in Italy
one may have to live on macaroni and
tomatoes.—London Truth.
IN SELF-DEFENSE.
A Galveston German was very much
annoyed by a neighbor’s dog that jumped
over into his garden and scratched up
things generally. The aggrieved party
swore he would shoot the dog. Next
day the dog came into the garden as
usual. The German rushed for his gun.
The dog saw what was coming and
jumped back over the fence, but not in
time to avoid a load of shot. The owner
of the dog brought suit, and the German
became scared and consulted a friend as
to what he should say when brought up
in court.
“You must say,” said the friend
“ that you shot the dog in self-defense."
‘‘I must say I shoot him in his self
defense. Den de tog’s self-defense ish
on de same end vere his tail vash—don’t
it ?”— Galveston News.
This Match Monopoly.
Tho mast complete monopoly now ex
isting in the United States, according to
common report, Is the manufacture of
friction matches. Borne time during
last winter, it appears a New England
corporation of large means bought every
factory then in operation; and it is not
known that there »in the country a sin
gle establishment now engaged in this
business except those controlled by that
concern. The law taxing the manufac
ture of matches was ingeniously con*
structcd to convey the impression that a
purpose existed to make the burden as
light as possible upon match-makers of
limited queans, ami thus prevent them
from being cro” ’ ! 'lit of the bus
iness: a it 11 *Vp oe’fj . 'apphUativai, how
ever, the law was operated most effectu
ally to the advantage of the wealthier
men in the trade, It permits the pur
chase of tax stamps on a credit of sixty
days, tho buyer giving bonds to. secure
the amount. The ostensible pUrpttse of
this privilege was to give the poorer
manufacturers an opportunity to realize
the tax by sales before the time at which
payment to the Government had to be
made. But tho owners of extensive con
cerns found important advantage in the
arrangement. Tho Government credit
gave them liberty to use their capital in
extending their business and pushing
their product on the market—a process
which is essential in the prosecution of
any successful enterprise in these days.
Another and more objectionable feature
of the law has operated directly and
strongly against manufacturers whose
means were small. Persons purchasing
not more than $500 Worth of stamps at a
time tire entitled to a discount of 5 per
cent., while upon larger quantities a dis
count of 10 per cent, is allowed. This
discrimination, for which there appears
to be no other reason than a desire to
lesson the labor of internal revenue offi
cers employed in selling stamps, would
of itself suffice to give the large con
cerns control of the market. With these
advantages, it is understood, the large
manufacturers have had another of some
importance in tho ownership of pat
ents employed in making and boxing
matches.
And so it has come about that a single
association of capitalists now controls
tho mutch market, ftnd establishes the
price which the public must pay for the
privilege of lighting lamps and kindling
fires. The thought of such a monopoly
is annoying to the people, even if the tax
it contents itself v iu> for the present is
not [wrucnTuriv' U'xTimnsqifle. X'opuiui'
repugnance to it is exhibited in an urgent
demand for the total repeal of the match
tax, the general belief appearing to be
that, if this obstruction was removed,
persons of moderate means might be en
couraged to re-engage in the manufac
ture, and thus secure tho benefits of
competition in restraining the rapacity of
the monoplists.—Chicago Times.
The Beautiful Gates.
Speaking of the gates of Jerusalem, a
traveling correspondent of tire Balti
more American says: Tradition men
tions several that are not now to be found
—such ns the Old Gate, Ephraim’s
Gate, tho Valley Gate, the Prison Gate,
the Fish Gate, and others. At present
there are hut four that can be opened,
although four others are distinctly seen
walled up. The gates now open are
those of Jaffa, of Damascus, of St.
Stephen, and of David—one in each of
the four walls. The Jaffa gate is north
west of Mount Zion, and is tho usual
entrance for pilgrims from Christian
lands. It is composed of tall towers or
buttresses, evidently of great strength,
and easily defended against ancient
modes of warfare. The gates proper
consist of two large folding doors, in one
of which is a wicket called “the Needle’s
Eye,” which is just large enough to ad
mit a camel without any load on its
back, whence come, I suppose, the
scriptural adage about the difficulty of
a camel going through the eye of a
needle. I asked what significance the
natives attached to this, and was gravely'
told that, inasmuch as a camel can not
possibly pass through it while carry
ing any portion of a load, similarly a
rich man can not pass through the
wicket of the heavenly Jerusalem until
he has entirely .reloaded himself of his
riches and his other earthly burdens.
The three other gates arc of similar
construction, with strong turrets. But
they are all wonderfully striking to the
eye, in their quaint and now use less
ponderoueuess, albeit couveyiug a pro
found impression of tho ancient strength
of the city, and of tho difficulty of its
capture by Moslem or Crusader. Now
adays, one or two of our big guns would
effect a breach in a few minutes.
FROZEN IN SIS TRACKS.
This story comes from Litchfield, Ot.: j
“ A man by the name of Bright went
out one morning last winter to pump
water for his stock. As he had not re
turned at noon, his wife started out to
seek him. There he stood at the well
pumping, literally, for his life; for
through a hole in the trough the water
had flowed around his boots, and, freez
ing solid, fastened him seourely in his
tracks. To keep from freezing to death
the farmer had continued to pump vio
lently all the morning, although the
well was soon exhausted. His wife set
him free by heaping salt around his
boots.”
Wb can easily manage if we will only
take each day the burden appointed for
it. But the load will be too heavy for
us if wo add to its weight the burden o
to-morrow before we are called to bear it.
An Eastern contemporary says: “Noi
long ago we traveled in the West for i
Is It Extravagance I
[Ohio Former,]
“Not
a
day iiTcompariy with an agent of an ex
tensive manufacturer o{ parlor organs.
He was returning suddenly and unex
pectedly, having already taken more
orders for instruments than his firm
could make for a year to come. His
customers were Western farmers. Every
family required aii organ, ahd the prin
cipal reason was because the next neighs
bor had ove. All were sold Oil a year’s
credit.
Tile young ladies who learn to usd
these instruments doubtless no lpngef
milk the cows or manage the dalfyj
ppTtV ..' it T.-U^l-rW.'.r-rii'eh'-fevriWf^tWfecV^
knit the family hose, or rarely make
their own dresses. One luxurious habit,
especially if it causes Work td be thought
incopvenient ne degrading, leads further
find becomes disastrous in the end.
The young men, too, require a fast
horse and a costly wagon and a more ex-
E cnsive attire; and then the help of a
ired man in the field is as needful as
that of the help in the kitchen. And
under the pressure Of all these Self-in
flicted taxes* farming does not pay, and
it is to be feared that it never will until
these taxes are repealed.”
The evident intention of the writer of
the above extract, is to protest against
undue extravagance; SgSiHst afi expen
diture for luxuries beyond the ability to
pay, and in this we agree with him. But
we do not like the implied thought that
farmers, in order to make their business
pay, must be deprived of all the luxuries
of life, must confine themselves to the
mere necessitiesof existence. The world
is progressing, and even Western farmers
are getting Out of the pioneer stage,
whore the imperious demand for the
necessities of life banishes every thought
except of constant toil and the closest
economy. They can afford many things
their fathers could not, and are learning
that life is not drudgery only, nor toil
our whole destiny, that our homes shel
ter not only bone and muscle, but mind
and heart also, and that these demand
food and raiment as well as the body,
We believe in pianos ahdofgans in the
farmers’ homes wherever they can lie af
forded, ahd where there are sons and
daughters growing up, we would strain
a point in the ability question to obtain
one of these instruments. The farmer
has as good a right to these things as the
man of any other calling, of equal
ability to oifcFpbase,
FERNANDO WOOD'S JOKE ON HENRI
CLAI\
Henry Clay took a fancy to Fernando
Wood, and never lost an opportunity ol
paying him personal attention. One day,
vhile Olay was walking with him,
they passed a shop where men Were
manufacturing cigars. Clay expressed
surprise at the dexterity of the workmen,
and said that it must require years of
experience to do the work with such ap
parent ease. “Oh, no,” Mr. Wood re
plied, ‘ ‘ they merely cut off a piece of the
tobacco, roll some of the dry part in
their hands, then wrap it up, and the
whole thing is done. Any person can
make a cigar.”
“If you think so,” said Clay, “per-
haj s you had better try.”
The young Congressman sat down,
took a knife and a leaf of tobacco, and
with a dexterous cut prepared his wrap
per. He then broke the filling to the
proper size, rolled it all up together,
twisted the small, symmetrical pigtail at
the end, cut off the top, and handed the
well-made cigar to the Kentucky Sen
ator.
Clay was amazed. Wood had become
a skillful cigarmaker during the cholera
season, while in the tobacco trade. The
shopkeeper stared with wonder at this
new Congressional accomplishment. Th»
joke ran the rounds of Congress, and
was frequently told at Clay’s expense.
Winning a Wife at Cards.
When Hazleton was first settled and
laid out as the town of tho middle coal
field, a number of young men used to
congregate in some of the shanties at
Crystal Eidge and play cards for such
stakes as railroads, mines, mills, horses
and pretty women. On one occasion the
boarders were playing forty-five for the
servant-girl, a blooming maid whose
name was Biddy McGee. Biddy was,
of course, unconscious of the fact that
her fate hung on a pack of cards, and
was at tho time wishing dishes in the
house, when a loud guffaw causod her to
run in the shanty.
Phat’s the matter wid yeesnow?’
said she, and in a jiffy. Charley McGin
nis jumped to his feet and exclaimed :
“Biddy, Begorra, I won you this min-
nit, and bate Tom Branuigan. ”
“ Did ye ?”
“ Troth, I did, and phat do you think
iy it ?”
“ Sure, I think you got a prize, Char
ley. ”
“Are you in earnest, Biddy?”
“ Of course, I am.”
“ Well, would you marry me ?’
“In troth I would, Charley.”
The next day there was a wedding,
and Charley and his wife, who are still
living, will never target the game of
forty-five played by the boarders in the
shanty at Crystal Eidge twenty-six years
ago.
Wanted to know-
are efvsily put out.
-Wnether fiery men.
T<7R EXCHANGE FIEND.
“ Haw you my paper to-day? ” says a
smiling man, stepping gently into the
sanctum.
“ Whvt is your paper?” asks the ed
itor. W
“Why, the Cincinnati Enquirer, you
know.”
Of creirsa I knew well enough; he
has been here regularly for the last
month. » He is that terror—that scourge
- know as the Exchange Fiend. Ho
got the riper at first willingly, then po
litely, jyen coolly, then abruptly, then
grudgin !y, but rebuffs chill him not,
a journalistic old-man-of-
the-seaL ho can’t be shaken off The
laws of Michigan unfortunately make it
a crime to kill him, although if I were
to be tried by a jury of twelve news edi
tors I vfonld risk it.
“You've bean getting the Enquirer
or a month now ? ”
“ Well, off and on, I guess I have.”
“ Why don't you take it regularly? I
can get,them to put you on their daily
list.”
“ Can you, honest? ”
“Why, of course; we newspaper men
have a sort of Free Masonry among us.
Besidesjl know McLean first rate. Splen
did man. He’ll do it in a minute for
me ! ”
“Well, now I am under deep obi .”
* ‘ Don’t mention it. Let’s see, what’s
your name ? ”
“A. Sucker—got that down?”
‘ 1 Sucker—yes. ”
“Nc, 3,74- Elizabeth street east.”
“Street e t—yes.”
“Detroit, Mich.”
“ All right For a year—dally ? ”
“ If von please. I tell you that kind
of Fret Masonry is a bang-np thing, but ;
I sum you would do the same for j
him?’
“Fir Mac? bet your boots. That i
will b. #12.”
“W at!”
“Delve dollars. Journalistic Ma- j
nonic ; litiation fee. That’s cheaper than
you ■ . Id join the Free and Accepted.*, j
{ \ ' -Tl?/
then if you don’t happen to have the
money, call up to-morrow, or just drop
McLean a note, with another note for j
$12, and mention me, and he’ll send his
paper right along, and just say we’ll be
hiippy to do the same by any of his
frien s.”
Hi never called again, but another
just like him did and always will.
An English Betting Man.
[London Truth.]
A story has often been told of the late
Mr. Davies which, unluckily, would not
apply to any book-maker of the present
day. At the close of a Derby race
while settling an item of £500 on_ the
losing side of his book a bet remained
unclaimed. On making inquiry he found
that this particular creditor had died.
“What am I to do with the money
then ?” he asked of the person who gave
him the news.
“Keep it, to be sure.”
“Has he no relatives?”
“Yes, he has left a widow and chil
dren.”
“You must be a blockhead to suggest
such a thing,” he answered, and he did
not rest until he had paid the widow the
money.
J t would be well for the turf if we
heard nowadays of such sentiments and
such actions. There was no pettifogging
about Davies. He at once offered a fair
price when approached by a backer, and
neither haggled himself nor permitted
it in others; no one ever before laid such
bets, and most certainly no one ever will
again. He laid D’Orsay Clark £100,000
to £1,000 against Vand’ermulin for the
Derby, the horse starting at six to one.
He was always ready to meet bis liabili
ties"]!. Die earliest moment, and at the
same time expected and insisted upon
prompt and full payment from his
debtors. He never permitted the dis
graceful compromises which now take
place almost weekly, and, better still, lie
su tiered no man to bet in the ring who
owed him money. It would be well if
this excellent rule were revived and en
forced in these days of plunging, lying
and thieving.
Thbrb is nothing so beautiful in a
house as a variety of potted plants, fill
ing all the windows, mantels, brackets
and available space. An up-town gen
tleman, on retiring last night, could find
no place to deposit his shoes but direct
ly under the much-beloved and well-
tended plant stand in the bay window.
Now the careful woman that his wife
was never omits to water that plant-
stand by the rising of the sun. Result,
shoes half full of water and—imagina
tion will have to supply the rest.—New
Haven Register.
A stern father, reproving his spend
thrift son, a Harvard student, for his
extravagance, said to him, “Your
brother Fred went through on less
money than you’ve spent in two years.
If you can’t get along on that, how did
lie do it ?” “ Oh 1 ’’ returned the young
hopeful, carelessly, “ he was probably
luckier at poker than I am,”
Might Take the Croup.
Severn-! months ago Mrs. La Rubble
died, and since that time La Rubble has
been paying attentions to old Miss Whee
zer, a rich old maid of Cleveland.
“ I do wish that you would bring your
little girl to see tae the next time yon
come," requested Miss Wheezer, the
other night, when La Rubble was taking
his leave.
“I will be rejoiced, but she is such a
little romp that I am afraid you will be
tired of the visit.”
“Oh, no,” answered Miss Wheezer,
with a sttdden Unbending oi frame char
acteristic of a heave, “I can never grow
tired of a visit which involves your own
presence. ’’
“Thank you. Good night;” and after
ling", ring one moment more to squeeze j.
prudish hand, La Rubble left, and. r
the young novelists say, strode down trie
street.
Next evening La Rubble and his little
girl called. Miss Wheezer pressed tho
child to her—well, sav bosom—and cov
ered the little upturned face with kisses.
Releasing herself, the child ran to her
father, and, leaving him, went on a mis
cellaneous excursion around the room.
“How did you like Endymion, Miss
Wheezer?”
“ Oh, splendid ! and do you know the
work should endear itself to all women,
in that it places our sex so high in politi
cal influence;”
“ We had eggs and chicken for break
fast when my ma died,” exclaimed the
little girl.
“ Beaconsfield well know the influence
of woman,” said La Rubble, sending a
reproachful glance at his daughter. “ I
have been a close student—”
“My pa took my ma’s clothes to a
place where there is three great big gold
halls, bigger than I could lift, anil— ’
“But do you think,’’ remarked Miss
Wheezer, “ that in vivid portrayal Endy
mion is quite equal to Vivian Gray ? ”
“There is the sume outcropping of
almost insatiate ambition, but— ”
“One day,” began tho child, “one
day—”
“ As I was saying, the same ambitious
outcropping—”
“ One day my—”
“Ambition that ever swells in—”
“ One day my pa come home—”
“Hush, Lena,” said La Rubble with
poorly counterfeited tenderness. ‘ * Hush,
you are not well. I don’t know what’s
the matter with that child. ”
“Croup, probably,” suggested Miss
Wheezer. •
.“That ambition,” continued T.a Hub
ble, “ which boils in me cauiuWii ire-
man nature—”
“ One day my pa came home so sick
and my ma shoved him over on tho bed
and pulled off' his boots and my pa struck
at my ma and hit his hand on the bed
post and said the awfulest— ’
“ Come, dear, you are not well to
night. I ohonldnot have brought you.”
“ It was no doubt injudicious to bring
her out into the night air,” observed
Miss Wheezer.
La Rubble walked so fast goiug home
that the child could not keep up with
him. Next morning he received a note
which read very much as follows :
“ Dear Sir—You needn’t call any more.
I am not in very good health, and my
friends think that if I expose myself I
might; take the croup.’’ — Cleveland
I.eader.
Transfusion of Sheep’s Blood.
[St. Paul Pioneer-Press.]
At St. Luke’s hospital, Friday even
ing, an operation was performed in the
presence of several surgeons and inter
ested witnesses upon We. Boeckler, a
young man who has been sick for a week
with severe hemorrhages, which gives
every promise of saving his ljfe and ef
fecting his complete restoration to
health. The patient had been suffering
daily hemorrhages which reduced him
from a strong and vigorous man taxless
than a week to so emaciated a condition
that unless something was done promptly
his death would have resulted in a few
hours at the farthest. He was so weak
that the usual remedies utterly failed to
stop the bleeding caused by quinsy. Dr.
Dedolph who was in attendance, after
the failure of all other attempts to save
the patient, decided to attempt, the
transfusion of blood into Boeckler .^sys
tem taken from a sheep. Friday even
ing Drs. Dedolph, Stone, Stamm and
McDonald met at St. Luke’s hospital
anil performed the experiment. The
sick man looked like wax, and he war so
weak as to be hardly conscious. A live
sheep was brought in, and when all was
ready a tube was inserted into the caro
tid artery in the animal’s neck and then
into a prominent vein in the sick man’s
right arm. The blood spurted through
the inclosure, and was permitted to con
tinue till Boeckler commenced to breath
short and fast. Then the tube was re
moved. All of the while the patient’s
condition was carefully watched, and it
is estimated that about six ounces of
the blood of the sheep passed into his
arm. He soon after commenced to re
vive, and last evening, at a late hour,
was feeling much better. The physi
cians see no reason why he should not
completely recover. The operation is
unusual, but is not regarded as a re
markably delicate one. It is the first of
the kind performed in the State, and
probably the first west of Chicago, as far
as any record can be found.
A writer in the Cincinnati Enquirer,
after a critical inspection of New York
women, says that the higher you go in
the sooial scale the further you get from
beauty, anil that the Bowery shop girls
are, in that respect, far superior to the
“ swell ” young ladies.
PUSHES IN FRENCH LITERATURE.
The world is a masked ball.—if cry.
Love renders women discreet.—
Bart he.
Prosperity makes few friends.— Van-
venargues.
Prejudice is thereason of fools — Vol-
taire.
Tears are the strength ot woman.—
Saint Evremond.
Death is a panacea for all evils. —Afon-
taigne.
To laugh is characteristic of man.—
Rabelais.
Devotion is the last love of woman.
Saint Evremond.
Man, I tell you, is a vicious animal. —
Moliere.
itOU) jIj tiic.- ~(£ * • V, •
Rivarol.
Gp.atitude is the memory 11 the heart.
—Massicn.
God created women only to tame them.
— Voltaire.
Common sense is not a common thing.
— Valaincourt.
Antiquity is the aristocracy of liistory.
—Dumas, pere.
Superstition—a foolish fear of the
Deity.—La Brugiere.
Tim breaking of a heart leaves no
scars.—George Sand.
There are few things that we know
well.— Vauvenargues.
The cleverest of ail devils is opportun
ity.— Vielaud.
Every philosopher is cousin to an
atheist.—.4. de Musset.
Man laughs and weeps at the same
things.—Montaigne.
A delicate thought is a flower of the
mind.—Ratlin.
Let us respect white hair—especially
our own.—Pctit-Senn.
Heaven made virtue; man the appear
ance.— Voltaire.
The ruses of women multiply with
their years.—Lamennais.
Wisdom is to the soul what health is
to the body.—De Saint Real.
Fortuxe does not change men; it un
masks them.—Mine. Necker.
Jealousy is the homage that inferior
ity pays to merit.—Mine, de Pttisiux.
He who knows his incapacity know s
something.—Marguerite de Vuloii.
We are never as happy nor as unhappy
as we fancy.—La Rochefoucauld.
Wrinkles disfigure a woman less than
ill nature.—Dupuy.
Men are women's playthings;women'
are the devil’s. — Victor Hugo.
He who tries toprove too much, proves
nothing.—Latcna.
Great vices like great virtues are ex
ceptions in mankind.—Napoleon I.
Grief counts the seconds; happiness
forgets the hours.—De Finod.
Better a man with paradoxes than a
man with prejudices.—J. J. Rousseau.
We like to give in the sunlight and to
receive in the dark.—J. Petit-Scnn.
Men speak of what they know; women
of what pleases them.—J. J. Rousseau.
God created the coquette as soon as he
had made the fool.— Victor .Hugo.
Woman is the sweetest present that
God has given to man.—Guuord.
prosperity unmasKs the rices; adver
sity reveals the virtues.—Diderot.
An indiscreet man is like an unsealed
letter—every one can read it.—Cham-
fort.
Experience is the name men give to
their follies or their sorrows.—A. de
Massct.
A republic is not founded on virtue
but on the ambition of its citizens.—
Voltaire.
When one has a good day in the year,
one is not wholly unfortunate.—Margue
rite de Valois.
There are people so sensitive that
they afflict us with our own sorrows.—
C. Jordan.
There are no oaths that make so many
perjurers as the vows of love.—Roche-
brune.
He who has neither friend nor enemy
is without talents, powers, or energy.—
Lavater.
Strong thoughts are iron nails driven
in the mind that nothing can draw out.
Diderot.
To discuss an opinion with a fool is
like carrying a lantern before a blind
man.—De Gaston.
There are people who are almost in
love, almost famous, and almost happy.
—Mme. de Kmdcncr.
NVe shall all be perfectly virtuous
when there is no longer any flesh on our
bones.—Marguerite de Valois.
Diplomatic Dwellings in Washington.
A correspondent of the Baltimore Suit
says: “Connecticut avenue seems to ho
the favorite location for residences for
the diplomatic corps. A few years ago
the British Government erected a mag
nificent building, containing about sev
enty apartments, for the use of its am
bassador, on this avenue, at the inter
section of N street. It is tho only Gov
ernment which owns its own legation
building in Washington, hut other Gov
ernments are contemplating following
the example of Great Britain, and either
purchasing or erecting buildings for
their embassies. A number of other
Governments have, however, rented
buildings on Connecticut avenue for the
use of their representatives. The Chi
nese Legation occupy the splendid man
sion of ex-Goveruor Shepherd, on
the corner of Connecticut avenue
and K street. The Russian Min
ister occupies a residence just on the
north. The French Legation are on one
corner, and in the same block are the
Austrian, Turkish, and Italian Lega
tions.”