Daily Wabash Express, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 2 December 1883 — Page 3

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THE PARAiXJX OF TIME.

[Old World Idylls, Austin DobsonO'w

Time goes, you sayT Ah no! Alas. Time stays, we go Or else, were this not so, What need to chain the hours, For Youth were always ours?

Time goes, you say ?—ah no I

Ours is the eyes' deceit Of men whose flying feet Lead through some landscape below We pass, and think we see The earth's fixed surface flee:—

Alas, Time stays,—we go! Once In the days of old, Your locks were curling gold,

And mine had shamed the crow, Now. in the self-same stage. We've reached the silver age:

Time goes, you say ?—ah no I Once, when my voice was strong, 1 filled the woods with sone 'ana "snow dead your roses fled?

miea me wooaa wuu To praise your "rose" My bird, that sang, 1* where are your roses fl

AIM, Time stays,—we go! Ice, In what traversed ways, What backward Fate delays

The hopes we used to know "Wliere are our old desires?— Ah, where those vanished fires

Time goes, you say?—ah no! How far, how far, O Sweet, The pass behind our feet

Lies In the even-glowl Now, on the forward way, Let us fold hands, and pray

Alas, Time Btays,—we go!

AFTERWARD.

[Chambers' Journal.]

O strange, 0 sad perplexity, Blind groping through the night, Faith faintly questions can there bi

Hilda bowed assent. She was very silent in these first days of her bereavement, and she seemed

3£.c-^s

£i5Ml.

An afterward of light?

O heavy sorrow, grief and tears, That all our hopes destroy Say, shall there dawn lu coming year-*

Au afterward of joy?

O hopes that turn to gall and rue, Sweet fruits that bitter prove Is there an afterward of true

And everlasting love? O weariness, within, without, Vain longings for release Is there to

Inward fear and doubt

An afterward of peace? restless wandering to and fro (n vain and fruitless quest Where shall we find above, below,

An afterward of rest? death, with whom we plead lu valu To stay thy fatal knife: Is there beyond the reach of pain

Au afterward of life?

Ah, yes we know this seeming ill, Whan rightly understood, In God's own time and way fulfill

His afterward of good.

HILDA.

BY BERTHA M. CLAY, AUTHOJt OF "DOHA THORNE."

CHAPTER XIV.

Lady Bayneham forgot all her own cherished notions of etiquette, and warmly pressed the lonely young girl to return with her to Grosrenor Square but nothing would induce Hilda to leave the house. She was too young, too inexperienced, to know that time would soften her grief.

Mr. Abelson, assisted by Lord Bayneham, undertook all arrangements for the funeral. Lady Hutton wag laid to rest near the bonny woods of Brynmar, where the greater part of her life had been spent. Lord Bayneham was chief mourner, and two distant cousins of Lady Hutton's, looking out for a legacy, were there also. "You will attend in the library for the reading of the will, Miss Hutton," said the family lawyer, after their return to London.

half shy,

half frightened, when with Lady Bayneham. The poor wounded child found her greatest comfort with Barbara nnhlo. nnnolfiol. X„U_—. .--forgot When she caressed the fcur Wt nnJ parted

the golden

hair from the

Had sweet face that she was in the presence of her rival, the one who had stolen from her her love. She saw a grieving, sorrowful, lonely girl in place of the brilliant

young

beauty who

tad won Claude's heart, and Hilda clung to her as she would have done to a sister of her own.

Miss Earle spent the time that intervened between Lady Hutton's death and funeral with Hilda. She did not leave her night or day and Claude, who after that one interview did not ask for another, found his only comfort in hearing from Barbara the loving_ little messages sent by his fair-haired wife that was to be.

The will was but a short one. The two cousins were not forgotten a handsome legacy repaid them for all their affectionate solicitude over the poor lady'B health. Every old servant was remembered, and the beautiful estate of Brynmar, the house in London, money in the funds, carriages, horses, jewels, anil plate, were all bequeathed by Lady Hutton to her adopted daughter, Hilda, who thereby became one of the richest heiresses in England. It was all her own, to do what she would with, without any stipulations or conditions but Lady Hutton hoped she would never part with Brynmar. There was no mention of her adoption or of her parentage, not a word that gave any clew to

For several days the lonely young heiress remained in the lame solitar" house, seeing no one but Barbara, an occasionally Lady Bayneham. She would not see Claude yet she knew liis presence would bring- with it each a rush of eined almost a sacrilege to think oTTfT^ She" resolved to return to Brynmar. By Mr. Abelson's advice and assistance an elderly lady was found, who, in consideration of a handsome yearly income, consented to live as duenna and chaperon with Misa Hutton the two guardians having decided that she was far too young and too pretty to live alone. "I fancy our responsibility will soon end," said Dr. Greyling, with a quiet smile. "Lord Bayneham will be very happy, I think, to relieve us of it.

It was nearly the end of June when Hilda and Mrs. Braye returned to Brynmar, Barbara having given her promise to meet Hilda when the London season was quite over.

When Bhe returned to her early home Hilda resolved to search amongst Lady Hutton's letters and papers, to see if it were possible to find any clew to her adoption and parentage.

In the grand library at Brynmar MliAaA (ha

stood a large oaken bureau, where the poor l.idvhad been wont to keep all Hilda

letters and papers. There searched there she found letters woro and vfllow with age, love-letters, written by the gav and dashing Lord Hutton to the juiet, dignified Miss Krskiue: but neither there nor auywli- re else she could find any mention it herself. She questioned the older servants who had lived long with Lady lutton, but they could tell her nothi ij. One of them spoke of a beaut ul woman who had brought Hildf 'o Brynmar—a nurse, they supposed The story of Magdalen Hurst was a oaled book to them. In despair Hilda ive up all hope of ever knowing an 'hing of a secret BO well kept, 60 sh ried to forget it. Neither the doct' i' nor the lawyer could enlighten her, Ijidy Hutton had not taken {hem tto her confidence. '•M ,'.f vourself quite happy, wrote Mr. A'Hson "Lady Hutton was a just woma Most probably you art a distant r.! »tive of her own. Few people -grill re member you were not her child, trwtsd yoo sticb.

'J*.

Respect the secret of the dead as the respected it living

the mystery a secret still, and as weeks paaseaon she recovered from the great and sudden shock but while she Bved Hilda never ceased to mourn the kind and state! lady who had loved her so well. In the quiet and silence of Brynmar her health and spirits returned. Something of the old beautiful bloom bometmngoi me uiu ueauiuu* was on her face when, six weeks after-

ward, Barbara came,

saying-

Hilda went with him shady

in her eyes, she told him Lady Hut-

from her face and told think of it again. She was Hilda Hutton to all the world, and would soon

Spring came with its blossoms and budding leaves. The wedding was to take place in the prettry country church at Brynmar, and a gay party of guests assembled there. Bertie CarFyon had gladly accepted his old friend's invitation to officiate as best man, for he was longing to see Barbara again. Diffidence or delicacy—he hardly knew which—had prevented him from calling since he knew che was free.

The flowers Hilda loved were blooming on her wedding day when the words were spoken that made her Claude Bayneham's wife, and no one wished her joy more truly or more kindly than Barbara Earle.

Lord Bayneham took his young wife to Switzerland. He wanted to show her every beautiful place in the world all at once. Barbara told him, laughingly, he must be content with one, and Hilda had chosen Switzerland.

Barbara's words were gayest when the hour of parting came. Barbara's face was the last that smiled as the carriage, containing perhaps the two happiest people in the world, drove away.

Bertie Carlyon stood by Barbara side, watching with love's keen eyes every change in that noble face. He saw no trace of sorrow there. Barbara did not keep her woes for the world's amusement. She was calm, kind, and serene, thoughtful for Claude, for Hilda, and for Lady Bayneham. It would have required more shrewdness than Bertie possessed to discover any sign of an aching heart in those calm clear eyes and smiling lips. "I think they will be happy," he said, as the carriage disappeared. "Some mortals have an enviable lot. I should imagine that Claude has not one cloud in his sky. I, on the contrary, have no sunshine." "You!" cried Barbara, turning to him quickly "why, ever since I can remember anything at all, I have heard my cousin cite you as the happiest man he knew." "I made no complaint," said Bertie. "I have enjoyed my life hitherto as the birds and flowers enjoy theirs, without thought or care. I never woke to r'e-

Bertie was most sublimely unconscious that his words were a declaration of love in themselves and Barbara smiled as she looked at his handsome, eager faco. "I will be vour frieud," she said, if as you think, 1 can be useful to you/ "The mouse once helped the lion,"

^whatever. "I must congratulate you, Miss HutIon," said the lawyer, when the will was read. "I wish, though," interrupted Hilda, with tears in her eyes," that there had been one word of my mother."

Two guardians were appointed to take charge of the young heiress. They were Mr. Abelson and Dr. Grey ling, who had been Lady Hutton's confidential friends for many years. ntil she was twenty-one a certain income was allowed her, and Brynmar WM to be her home, unless she married before then, in which case she would in* mediately come into full possession of her proporty.

the men of the present than many people would

manner of eneration

"When shall you leave Brynmar?" asked Bertie, suddenly. "Lady Bayneham spoke of returning to-morrow," replied Barbara. "We shall have much to arrange before the return of our bride and bridegroom. "May I call upon you sometimes said Bertie, humbly. "Certainly," replied Miss Earle. "Call when you will have I not promised to be your friend

With those woids ringing in his ears, Bertie Carlyon returned to London. To use his own expression, "they made a man of him," for they gave hope and vigor to his life.

To be continued in the Sunday Express.]

Dr. Mary Walker Again.

Washington Post. Dr. Mary Walker astonished a visitor to the interior department the other day by striking the cigar which he was smoking out of his mouth and delivering a lecture upon the enormity of the practice of using tobacco. The gentleman assailed, supposing the doctor, from her attire, to be a man, addressed her in very vigorous language, concluding with the intimation that if he did not believe the person who had assaulted him to be half a woman he would administer a sound thrashing.

Doctors Disagree.

In York county, Me., recently, a man who had had one doctor treating him for pyaemia and another for Bright's disease. Each determined to settle the question by a post mortem without letting the other know it. Just as the kidney doctor had uncovered the coffin tne blood-poison man drove into the graveyard with his assistants, and the two disputed so long over the question of possession that they were surprised and i:oarly raptured by a party from the village who had been attracted by tb» light ot ti« l»oU?sa,

'i H. -'iai" -vAse:-ft

SOENES IN A MADHOUSE.

Ward's Islmnd—A Talk With Billlea aire—-A Greeting From tbe Klmf of Ireland—A Young Han Who Thinks He Can Pot a Suspension Bridge Across the Atlantic The Violent

If. Y. Sun. "Here you will see the people

w^0

own the world and everything in

that in rr—* it," That is what Dr. Troutman, of Ward's island, told me as he led me to the first ward of the insane asylum one Wednesday, not long ago. Dr.

that in

spite' of all remonstrances Claude would come to,—not to remain, but only for a few hours, just to see how his newly won treasure looked.

Troutman ig the"

me.

ton's dying words, and how imposei- ^ey into the big oaken door, and, adble she had foundit to discover who

They

anonymous

modern

"Who else are you to-day inquired

the doctor, putting the patient on the iraeinglj ki: ng el 'The Rock of Truth.

back encouragingly. Ah! yes, tne king of Ireland, too. And something else?"

"Now, what else are you to-day The lunatic appeared annoyed. He frowned and exclaimed: "The king of Prussia, king of Ireland, and the Rock of Truth for pity's sake, ain't that enough for one day

AVe went to the opposite end of the ward, and the doctor turned and bid the patients all good day, and they returned his salute courteously, all

said Bertie "aud it is just possible the smiling and full of glee. Then he time may come when Bertie Carlyon, opened the door and locked it the poor younger son of a not over- him carefully and quickly rich baronet, may be of some assistance to Miss Earle. Remember," he continued, "if the time should ever come that you want a strong arm or strong heart, my life is at your service." And Barbara remembered his words. "Ladv Hilda Bayneham will be the

Eatients

one of the along the

assistant superintend

a-tthw-d to .» «7 pjtof

The doctor put a polished brass

me a

long corridor with a

a-*-***.-!

her never to quietly locked the door again and "!,J" dropped the key into his pocket ""wfien I had got back once more to Groups of men, nearly all dressed alike the office the doctor said

be Hilda, Lady Bayneham. He made ,, walking about "We are receiving more and more her promise that when the .spring in grayish clothes, were waking about

blossoms came she would be his wife, aimlessly. Some were talking to their advances it is found that insanity As the time drew near Lady Bayne- -xl ham made some faint remonstrance but it was soon withdrawn, because she saw the whole happiness of her son'B life was involved. Unless he married Hilda he would never marry at all. Outwardly she was amiably indifferent, but in her heart there was something resembling dislike for the beautiful young girl, who had unconsciously thwarted the one planned wish of her life and heart..

aimlessly, home were laixing uieir

Whi

tientg here eyery week

tion

fingers in an animated fashion othen increases. Some of the queerest things were having an earnest debate with the mind of man ever could conceive th. blank «H two Uto, TO TO5 each other simultaneously, but what pjtiecl. in the world they said I couldn't looked out at that moment npon make out. An orderly in a blue uni- the rather pleasing prospect that forms form walked aboutamong them. Two keys dangled below his waistcoat, twenty or thirty men were hnsy with

were fastened to a «tout cord tied picks, shovels and wheelbarrows layaround his waist. This was done to mg anew pathway along the green

nearly all the lunatics had high lore- P8"*®"-

BUVUJ UiVUU -j 5 it requires the possession of brains to become a lunatic. "These men," the doctor said to me, "are the paralytics. There is no hope for them. Their disease is fatal. It is general paresis. Here you see, for example, one of our billionaires."

The doctor stopped to shake hands with a little man with a ^thoughtful look. "Yes, yes," he cried in an animated tone. "I'm worth just one hundred thousand millions of dollars, and the fortune is increasing day after day." "You see," remarked the doctor in a kindly tone," our friend here is laboring under one singular disadvantage. He possesses all this vast wealth, and yet a power holds him back so that he can't get at it. But he is perfectly happy inj|the consciousness that it is increasing steadily. Every yacht that passes here he will tell you is his, and all the vast shipping of the ocean is operated in hiB interest."

The lunatic gazed at the doctor with a look of real gratitude, and shook hands heartily with me as we passed on, stopping now and then to note other interesting examples of mental hallucination. "How old are you to-day, my friend?" the doctor asked one patient with a strikingly prominent forehead. "Now, it's difficult to estimate that," said the patient with a smile. "My methods are different from the ordinary world's. I have been here long, very long. I find by careful computation that I am three times the circumference of the world old." "But I am the Spirit of Good," cried another, running up lest we should miss them. "Don't forget that, please. All the women of the world are my wives. I am going to have more, too. I have lived thousands of years as a spirit. I can see you all, but you can't see. I have wings and I fly through

inougui or care. J. uevei tw «o- uw. -j alities until I became sure of obtaining the air seekine to better the condition a certain treasure. Looking within of mortals. Yes, yes, we re having a myself, I found I was unworthy of it. beautiful day, but not half so beautiHe who would win muBt fight.' ful as the Spirit of the Good. I wish •'Why cannot you fight?" said Bar- you farewell," and he ran off. bara, interested, in spite of his own se- A brooding lunatic caught me by the cret sorrow. "You are too diffident, hand as we passed further on by the powers,"if he wouTdt^"'StfikTS! snect them. "You are my old friend. You see I "Miss Earle," said Bertie, suddenly, am king of Prussia now and vou are "will you make a compact with me?— all my subjects.' will you be my friond? A man can do noble deeds if he has a noble woman to influence him. Be ray friend, and there is nothing too high or too difficult for me to attempt, if you will aid me. I should value your friendship more than the love of all the world put together."

II:

behind

v^w.jlly and quickly. "They will all be that way uutil they die," he said, as we were ascending the stone steps leading to another ward. "It is the happiest form of the disease. They gradually lose all control of themselves, so far as the power to talk and walk and think is concernem-

with

perfect clearness

rubber boot, frantically waving his

crutches. He seemed in a delirium of

As we continued our journey each succeeding'case presented features of more and more violent mania. It was getting decidedly uncomfortable and it needed the doctor's cool unconcerned demeanor and the presence of orderlies to keep myBpirits from sinking. The lunatics crowded around me with an eagerness and interest that was absolutelv oppressive in its strain upon my nerves. I shall never forget the terrible glare of their restless, glittering eyes. One man fastened his eyes upon me the moment I entered and never took them off while I remained in the ward. He followed me everywhere, and I could feel his eyes, almost even when my back was turned to him. Before he left this ward the doctor went into a workshop in an alcove of the corridor and displayed rugs, mats, and brooms. The workmanship was very good indeed. "The lunatics make all these themselves," said he. "Itgives them relief to have occupation. Tne rugs are made from bits of their own old clothes. They use knives to cut the brooms with. We allow them knives to work with.

I breathed easier when the door was locked on the lunatics. By the time we had been through seven or eight wards I had seen all of the insanity I wanted to see. The remembrance of it will last for years. I begged to be excused from further siffnteeeinff. '"You have not seen the really violent »»«»," Mid the doctor quietly, "I&

That is the kind of lunacy I have to put up with seven days in the week. Oh, yes, if it really requires brains to make a bona-fide loon, nature has saved Mr. Diogenes all danger of ever becoming the inmate of an asylum.

belle of the season, I presume," con- ed. Then .they die. ^Lifej^oes^out one boat,^manned by Eli^ Lixey^and tinued Bertie, after a pause of a few minutes. "Poor Captain Massey is wearing the willow to some intent and purpose. I do not think he will ever care to look even at the fairest of belles after this." "He is a noble, brave man, said Barbara, who had learned from her cousin how well the gallant captain loved Lady Hutton's ward. "Miss Earle," cried Bertie, "you make me ambitious I must do something to win from you the same praise. I wonder what I could do that would make you call me a brave, noble m*11*" "Many things," replied Barbara. "Lead a forlorn hope. Get into Parliament, and serve your countrv do anything that will make your life a blessinc to others and to yourself." "I wish the days of chivalry were back again," cried Bertie. "I would call myself your knight, and beg for your glove to wear upon my shield. "Chivalry is not dead," said Miss Earle "it will live as long as Englishmen last: there is more hidden under the half-indifferent, half-nonchalant

like a flickering candle. The next ward will show you types of what are known as the chronic cases. They, too, have hallucinations.

We went through the ward as before. One of the most interesting

was a young man whose brain

ad got tangled up hopelessly about the Brooklyn Bridge. He con an amazing quantity of foolscap paper and lead pencil daily, figuring out his plans for bridging the Atlantic by a then nearl suspension bridge. He will sit down

figures whenever a visitor will listen.

Another patient was an elderly man

umbia College. Since he hss been

the asylum ne has written a work on

art, and is now daily occupied on a text book on the calculus. The ex-

wa8

and sanity upon learned subjects, but ^our before they were discovered, be was possessed

with the

idea

myself were what

*ar

As civiliaa-

it is lound that insanity

1 had

philosopher, that Asylum, on wiother part ot the isiano.

ieft

In "one part female nineties were confined. To get to the asylum I had to pass the lunatics at won on the walk. I made the journey in time which I felt would do credit to a professional pedestrienne. I didn't stop to view the scenery. "You were foolish to be frightened, said- Mr. Peck, the Superintendent."' By exhibiting fear or uneasiness you give a lunatic an immense advantage over you. If vou look them straight in the eye, and snow that you mean to have no nonsense, you can control them. They are really very cowardly. "Yes," said another official, "in an outbreak of massed men I would rather face the lunatics here than the men over there in the penitentiary. The lunatics lack concentration of purpose. If one becomes violent and attacks a keeper, it is a hundred to one that the

NFL

Eo!-rJin

man, who shouted

thewideexM^ oTahu^n^tw. on

of a

squte

opposite me, and by a singular coinci dence began to discuss the proposition that the whole human race is composed simply of the victims of hallucination. "Why," said one to the other, "there are philosophers who assert that people who think they live are deluded The idea that there as life is simply a wild agination." "Yes," remarked Mr. Diogenes, when he joined me at supper and I told him what the man said, "that philosopher is more or less correct We are all crazy on some things, have seen a man who saw three Inn get mad. It is notorious that plum ers' bills drive people crazy. Careful stnaenm nave £wi wmor are crazy on the subject of dress, uut we'll not discuss that, for the lodge meets to-night and I must go at once.

ie idea that there is any such thing flight of the im-

MRS GIOGENKS.

A Thrilling Experience.

Bay City (Mich.) Tribune. Tuesday afternoon a party of six fishermen and a woman left North Island in two skiffs for Sebewainz, seven miles distant The bay was covered with a coating of ice two inches in thickness, which the rain in the early day had considerably weakened. The mode of proceeding was to break the ice where it could be, and push their way along, and other places get out upon the ice, pull the skiffs out and cautiously feel their way. Darkness soon settled down upon the party, and their journey was

decidedly tedious and dangerous one.

John Trudell, was capsized and both men precipitated into the bay. Trudell, who is quite tall, could touch bottom, while Lixey, who is short had to work to keep his head above water. Death stared both in the face. The other party was quite a distance away, and they could not respond promptly. With a strenuous exertion Trudell righted the capsized craft and seizing Lixey, exhausted, rised him up

an(j

and demonstrate the possibility by jw0

placed him into it By this time

the other party had found their

way

who had once been a professor in Col- jce

to the distressed couple and they

gucceeded

in getting Trudell out of the

coid

water into the skiff. The

party

ft,en continued their trip, but

BQon

found that two of the fishermen

were afloat on

text DOOK on UAICUIUO. ."® IDG become separated. The darkness professor talked

large floe of ice, hav-

intense, and it was fully half an

that jhe party reachea

homes

delight, but it was not over pleasant to comparatively good shape. They all vntr.h his antics. The doctor waited that thn nxnArience of Tuesdav

watch his antics. The doctor waited until he had locked the door behind him, and we were once_ more on the stairway, and then he said: "That man is shod with rubber because he has an unpleasant habit of kicking people. He killed his father-in-law in a fit of frenzy, and has been here ever since."

land about 11 o'clock

night man almost exhausted con-

he called dogs in the manger, and jition. They discovered a farmer's keeping him from his freedom. house and were given shelter and a A one-legged patient seemed over- chance to warm their benumbed bodjoyed when he caught sight of me. He je8_

bowed low, held out his hand, and jjebewaing, where they took the cars cried, "Ha! welcome to our home, yesterday morning for Bay City, arThe next instant the man was hopping rfving here at noon and going to their up and down the corridor in his one

The farmer drove the party to

in the First Ward: of West Bay

City

Trudell is quite weak and sick,

whUe

the rest of the fishermen are in

agree that the experience of Tuesday night was the most terrible of their lives. End of a Celebrated Breach of

Promise Caae.

Cincinnati Enquirer. The renowned Bruce-Gibson suit, rivaling in thrilling interest the celebrated case of Bardell vs. Pickwick, terminated yesterday by compromise. The lady's petition excited much com ment at the time, and, in view of the settlement a brief review of it will be in order.

Miss Bruce in her petition for $50,000 damages for breach of promise against John B. Gibson states that a mutual agreement of marriage was entered into on October 1,1865, and recognized by them for the succeeding twelve years, or until 1, 1877. Gibson, she states, was carrying on a profitable business during that time, and as for herself, a joint salary of about $2,500 was being paid for her superintending the cloak and dressmaking departments of George Lewis, W. H. Johnson, Lewis & Livingston, W. H. Andrews & Co., anc John Shillito & Co. On January 1st of this year, with reference to an early marriage, Gibson

induced

F~i£'V~

ys-

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THE TEREE HAUTE JMRUBBB, »UAIJAY MORNING, DECEMBER 2,1888.

£££SSP£K£S

anawarea and It ia six promiaory nstes, running through life of constant watchfulnees on our a period of part The patients sometimes secrete mounting in ^000. Thgytn thespoona they are givento eat with, ton now Thenthey grind the handles down to Mardi bra a very fine edge when they get into York, andby dedaring MilawMd the cells. A spoon ugly dagger after this operation. never tell when a patient will be seized with a homocidal mania. Three physicians were killed here within a year. The physicians never carry arms. We all carry whistles and blow them when attacked. The orderlies crane to our aid at the alarm. No one is ever allowed to use violence toward the patients. Some months ago a patient seized my hand with his teeth and tried to bite it off. I only saved myself from severe injury by pressing his head back and holding my hand against his teeth until the orderly came to my assistance."

tained possesion of the notes. He even went so far as to assert that his affection for Miss Brace was so great as to cause him to suffsf the torments of the damned ever since the engagement had been broken oS. Not only thin, but he —ninrt her that the jams about his beingongsged to any one else were untrne. He would never have any peace on earth if he married any one else. If she would only forgive him he would marry her as soon as he would get bade to Cincinnati and settle up his business, whidi, however, would take him a long time. With this new understanding ahe returned the notes to his care, innocent of the knowledge possessed by him that he was obtaining them fraudulently, as it afterward transpired that he was at that very time engaged to another. He subsequently abased her in a shameful way by sending her annonymous scan* dafous and low letters and publications. For these and other reasons she sued for *50,000 damages.

A visit last night to Mr. T. D. Lincoln, principal attorney for Kiss Bruce, to ascertain something in relation to the compromise was barren of of results. He was comfortably seated in his cosy study, and looked to be in the happiest of moods, which wss more th»n could be said for the attorneys of the defendant. While the reporter knew that the gentleman would not give him any direct information, he had hoped that advice might be offered as to the best place far seeking it In this he was disappointed. Not a point was even suggested. Mr. Lincoln's beaming but silent face was evidence sufficient that something agreeable had happened.aand the conclusion was drawn that his client had not got the worst of the settlement.

THE COURT ARRESTED. How tfc* ShtrifflitcmfM the Trial of a Itouaf Girl. SU Loui* Globe-Democrat.

Charles Peers, of Warren ton, relates a curious incident in a little county court at New Haven, Franklin county, yesterdsy. He had been called there to defend a young girl, the daughter of John Brummell, a former Warren county client, who had been arrested for larceny. The

case was to

fhil nni^^offc^T^meimchoUc importance and dignity of his office, anvthing but the Bible. As to the Tin nMrWrat {ii?hMd off

U'Kwere

a lot of

ofragsin a cellar. I waited for no riSdon'^iurt more, but stoted for the wmmission^

gett.nK

ers boat. The with the trialTwhen the Sheriff forced got was the spectacle of a grain

rtn

found in a hean with spectators crowded the little lOx the sacrifice of the cross, which can SEL"®

12 room to suffocation. Prosecuting

the court under a capias issued in ac-

cordaQce with a Gimnd Jttry indict.

in^Stafd whicrhad an ment charging a violation of the liquor

agate set in its Mnter. home- The spectators stood awe-stricken. 5 tln lShi Zi Prosecuting Attorney Kiskaddonlookwwjd ^und, two wlutejto^ sa^ ed and grinned. Mr. Peers was morwith very intellectual faces sat dow jjUt

coujj not

suppress a

tified, but could not suppress a laugh at the idea of one defendant sitting in udgment upon the act of another. 'Come along," said thesheriff, "you've no business here." As the justice was led out thhragh tbe throng he hesitated, as if he had foivotton something, and then announced that the case was continued. Witnesses and principals then scattered, the girl going home to Warranton with her father.

Sleeping-Car Characters. We have some characters in our car last night, writes one in the New York Times. You always do in a sleeping-car. The younggentieman in the seat facing IKSMV fTMO WUaaatw«vMl gCUV) Wuu iiuv turn in his mind was toward saddlers' hardware. The young man across the aisle, the one with two large yellow sachels, devoted his energies to leaf tobacco. Two ladies of no uncertain age, travelling alone, were sure they were in the wrong train, and if they were right, which was barely possible, they bad been imposed upon in the purchase of their tickets, so they thought We travel at the rate of forty miles an hour, and they averaged two questions to each mile. There was a rural clergyman.accompanied by one of his deacons. They had been attending some church meeting in New York, and were on their way home. All the way from Trenton to Philadelphia they regaled us with bits of information about the progress of Methodism in the northwest

y- A Recording Telephone. Mr. St. George, the inventor of a telephonic system recently brought out, has, says the Scientific American, devised a means of recording a telephone conversation by the aid of photography. A circular plate of glass is coated with collodium, and made sensitive as a photographic plate. This is placed in a dark chamber having a «m»il alit, through which a pencil of light can tall upon the sensitive surface of the glass. The vibrating telephone plate actuates a shutter which waries the thickness of the luminous pencil correspondingly to the vibrations, after a plan introduced by Prof. Grahjun Bell, if we mistake not Tt pencil falling on the photographic plate prints a dark line on it whose thickness is proportional to the vibrations of the telephone plate. The plate is revolved by clock work like the barrel of a phonograph, and the record is afterward chemically fixed.

A New Use ft»r Old Shirts. Some years ago, says the Boston Journal of chemistry, Mr. Pepper created some sensation by undertaking to make sugar from old shirts. Sugar is now manufactured in Germany from old rags. The rags are treated with sulphuric acid, and converted into dextrine. This is treated with a milk of lime, and is then subjected to anew bath of sulphuric acid which converts it into glucose. The glucose obtained *y this process is identical with that if commerce, and may be used in the same way for confections, ices, etc. When the manufacture has become more abundant, the price will doubtless be very small, it is known that a large number of substances are capable of transformation into glucose. The cellulose of fibrous tisaue of wood, treated with sulphuric acid, is changed into dextrine and glucose, and glucose is industrially produced from starch.

Miss Flood SM-renders^u

London Truth. I have to announce the engagement of the silver king's heiress to an English nobleman of aristocratic connections. He is not yet middle-aged, and has served with social and military distinction^ a crack regiment. His title is ancient. The bride elect was not, I am assured, done justice to by the son of the illustrious American when he criticised her behind her back. She is "a Biddy" in the sense she is Irish-looking. But what did Moore write about tbe daughters of Erin? And was there ever more grace, beauty and wit united in any other woman than in Lady Blessington?

In a recent speech at Liverpool a

ence to an early marriage, Gibson in a recent speecn ai uvwpuw ui«« ww.»

her to give up her positions so member of parliament, advocating the inga of John Buskin," publishes the that they might go to New York, there emigration of pauper children, and

to be married'in the succeeding spring. that95 P»c«nt of thoasi sent to Canada BRAKTWOOD COXISTOS, iiiAaA —jare she save her by the Sheltering Home was known to i's custody, saving be doing well. The sending them bad

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During all these years she gave her by the Sheltering^ome^waa known to earnings into Gibson" onlv sufficient for her T'-Xi" penses. Her a {fancied husband, she per children st home says, had the use of these sums and their 8 per cent interest On or about October 1, 1877, Gibson told her that hia |.a wanted him to marry another woman who was possessed of Uur«« wealth, »q4 Mfcwltttttttding vifftrwi

BT immediate ex- coat $75 a head, while the coat of pauu—1was$600 a head.

The cold has its advantages in New York. The Snn says while the bad policeman seeks abelter from the

MUMiBad obdurate than/ THK RELIGIOUS QUESTION IN or guess in the matter myself, beyond

la Ww*—Marriage of FriwH. Kew York Tribune

and

I will consider the motives of my work and the obstacles that opposed it I am in the first rank of Protestants, but I cannot attach myself to any Protestant confession. I believe the Church to be one, holy, Catholic and Apostolic, but not Roman. It is not under any existing form of Protestantism that France will be saved, but by a reform of the Catholic church coming from within herself.

The religious question in France now is, not between Catholicism and Protestantism, but between Catholicism and Free Thought and Materialism. When I began all doors were shut sgainst me. What, you ask, is there not full liberty of conscience in republican France? No it is a sham, aliel Fiance tolerates the Jews, the Buddhists, and many othen, but for those who quit the Catholic church ahe has no mercy. Jules Simon insisted that my preaching should not be doctrinal but moral. I don't know how to separate'them. My first conferences were delivered in the presence of a commissary of police, charged to note every word. My next obstacle was money. The natives paid a large subsidy to the Catholic church, the Reformed church and the Lutherans, but not a cent to us. As to voluntary gifts, they come principally from England ana America. Then I lacked helpers. I admit the large number of saintly priests in the Catnolic church but the majority of them are blinded by a desire to keep up an appearance of unity and th?re is no limit to their blind obedience. They are spiritual ohtririiM, using their liberty to cloak their malice.

The pope has acted like a revolutionary incendiarv overturning the established order of ancient (lays, either

S)curtailing

or amplifying doctrines.

calls himself the Vicar of Christ, but too often makes Christ his vicar. Three things he had reformed—baptism, the pulpit, and the altar. I do not want additions to the faith, and all I ask from catechumens is faith in the

b.n beat OJd bj.' Jwtic Nodto. Hi. —-75-,'Tpiaetf iieid.

+AIIRIM0 KMWI Honor WM there, uau*l, full of the hold that no man ought to preach

witnesses who altar,there is no repetition there of

never

into shape to proceed

way in

through the crowd arrested

be repeated. It is'an act of

never be repeated. It is' an act of just thanksgiving. From the altar in the Catholic church 1 was excluded, because there is a law that no married priest shall celebrate. What! Is God alone in

Preaching temperance sermons is not my forte, but I have one before my eyes this morning so striking that I refrain. Every one who was ,«n- ftiivn owigv xzt Butler. He was the Beau Brummel of Washington. During the rebellion Gen. Butler, who is his uncle, bad him for a staff officer, and afterward he was making a handsome living here writing for the newspapers. Finally he took to drinking some and Gen. Butler had President Grant send him to Egypt as our consul-general. His Egyptian experience ruined whatever prospects he had. Every step there wss from bad to worse. He haa to be sent for, and has since fallen to be an army wagon master, a loafer about town, until he is now an ordinary vagrant, spending half tbe time in the work-house and the rest in begging for money to buy whisky. Just now a policeman is dragging him by my window on bis way to the police station. A dozen years ago his face was welcome in all the social circles of Washington. Gen. Butler cast him off some time ago, and will do nothing for him. Who do you think is the only person on earth who still cares for that besetted wretch? I will tell you. Accidentally, a few months ago, I meta sweet, loving lady. Her face, figure and manner were perfect. She looked to be twenty years old they told me she was forty. She was sparkling, witty and handsome, a veritable ac tress. This is her history: years ago she met George They became affianced. She loved him as only such a woman loves, but after a time he had some disgraceful affair with an actress, and she refused to marry him. Offers of marriage came to her, but she said "no" to them all. Butler fell lower and lower, but she still watched over him. Scores of times he tried to reform, and she helped him, paid fines to get him out of the workhouse, bought clothes, and even went where her very soul shamed for entering, in order to save him. Her friends protested, but she was firm. "There is too much good in him not to try to save him," she responded to every such complaint. Herself earning a living by giving lessons in elocution, she spent for that man more than for herself. And to-day, a woman among a thousand in all that makes her sex attractive, she is alone in the world, because her love for this poor tottering wretch is as hallowed as though he haa been worthy of her. There are tragedies in this world which never come to light. The failure of one of these two has made the other a saint So true is this, that this man, steeped in rum, and almost imbruted, becomes almost an object of respect because he stands in the radiance of a woman's devotion-

What Governors Cost.

Chicago Herald. The two highest salaried governors of the states are those of New York and Pennsylvania, who receive $10,000 year each. The next highest are those of California, Nevada and Illinois, who get $6,000 each. The governors of Colorado, Indiana, Kentucky, Missouri, New- Jersey, Virginia and Wisconsin are paid $5,000 each. Most of the other governors are paid from $1,500 to $4,000, which latter figure is the pay allowed by the great state of Ohio. Moat of the southern states pay $3,000 to $4,000. The lowest salaries aid are to the governors of Vermont .Jew Hampshire, Rhode Island and Michigan, who receive but $1,000 each. No wonder Governor Begole, of Michigan, begs from the railway company one of those little red pocket-books for himself and "Mrs. Begole."

Mr. Raskin on Nvrseriea. Pall Mall Gasctte. Mr. J. M. Mather, of Manchester, in little work entitled "Life and Teach

fouowin-letter:

weather tbe inofeo»ye dti«n"5feap«| ftp m^erv the nurae.

to cradle cap, hardest possible bed and simplest possible food according a a or a a so a

Pere Hyaonthe lectured to a large All education to beauty is, first, idiane* laat niiht in the Fourth Av- in lha hMntv nf Mnil« tinman firm

audience last night in the Fourth Av enue Presbyterian church. He was supported by tbe Rev. Drs. Howard Crosby and Henry M. Field. The subject was "Baform in France," and it comprised a sketch of Pere Hyacinthe'a labors in Paris since he seceded from the Catholic church. He said, I speak ss a Catholic and as a Frenchman,

—fields, meaning graas, water, beasta, flowers and sky. Without these no man can be educated humanlv. He maybe made a circulating machine, a walking dictionary, a painter of dead bodies, a twangier or scratcher on keys or catgut, a discoverer of new forms of worms in mud but a properly so-called human being—never. Pictures are, I believe, of no use whatever by themselves. If the child has other things right round it and_given to it—it garden, its cat and its window to the sky and stars—in time, pictures of flowers and beasts, and things in heaven and heavenly earth may be useful to it But see first that its realities are heavenly. I am Ac.,

Heaven? No He is in union with others. The Trinity in Heaven—the Father, the Word and tne Holy Ghost Jvatner, ine wora ana ine noty uuoui UIBO —is fittingly represented on earth by ney Smith recommended for Macaulay, an equally holy Trinity, the husband, would be prudent if one wishes to the wife and the child. I believe that maintain any standing for sense. The the day when priests are allowed to talker has certainly given way to the marrv, the Pope ceases to be Bishop of Rome, and the Bible is preached from every pulpit and read in every home, will {see tne reform in France accomplished.

GOV. BUTLER'S NEPHEW '.-'I GEORGE.

The Womau who haa Vainly Tried to Save Him from Bain. Washington Letter to the Ctarlstlan Union

Mr. oi»«v

ne« iork Times. Sad was the fate of Mr- Clay, of Hardenburg, in this state. Mr. Clay was a man in the prime of life, but his hair was gray, and the Widow Trumann, whom he desired to marry, disliked gray hair. She was willing to concede that he was not as old as he looked to be, but she held that he looked to be altogether too old. She gave Mr. Clay clearly to understand that it was his hair and not himself that ahe disliked, and either willfully or unintentionally permitted him to think that a change of hair would make him an eligible husband.

Mr. Clay went home and applied hair dye to his hair. He was determined to do the thing thoroughly, and he first bleached his hair and then colored it a light brown. Arrayed in his brown locks, he went hopefully to the Widow Trumann to renew his suit, but to his astonishment found that while he was dyeing she was nuurrying, and that she was already the wife of a hated rival. In these circumstances Mr. Clay went home, drank the hair dye which had failed to secure his happiness, and is now a cold and ligbtbrown corpse.

Mr. Clay made many sacrifices. He

Me ac- sacrificed his original hair hesacriTwentv ficed his self-respect by using hair dye Butler and he finally sacrificed his life. Th« ika wtitAw Tmmann ova maI

to be envied, and it is to be hoped that, although the dyed hair of Mr. Clay could not win her heart, she will be touched by the devotion of the lover who for her sake dyed himself through and through.

Sto

BASTWOOD OXISTOS, Lancashire, Nov. 23,1881.

MY DKAB I have never wiritten a pamphlet on nurseries first, because I never write about anything except what I know more of than most Mhw people secondly, because I think nothing much matters in a nur-

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J. SCSKIK.

TAL.KER8 AMD WRITEKS.

Tha Baca ot CaavaraaMaaaltoU Bapidljr Dtaappaarlaff. It is a familiar saying, says the Pittsburg Telegraph, that the orator has disappeared and the newspaper has taken his place. Is it not equally true that the great talkers have also vanished? Forty years ago there were men, and women too, quite famous for their conversational powers. People of genius in this department were fond of exhibiting their faculty to dasele and entertain, and they always found a group of admiring listeners. The ready raconteur was ss

popular in those

days as the fine singer in these times, and out west the conversational exploits of Corwin, Marshall, and other noted talkers were as famous as their :hes. Philadelphia, Pittsburg, n.inn»ii, st LOTIB, New Orleans, and Mobile had men and women who were widely celebrated for their colloquial talent, and the tavern as well as the drawing-room was the theater of wit, wisdom and sparkling epigram. Splendid talk was considered one of the fine arts, and as a desirable accomplishment Men who could talk well were conscious of their gifts and loved to display them. They were encouraged to do so, and it was not considered childish to talk for effect. All this ischanged. Men read the papers, and speak in monosyllables or are thoughtfully taciturn. Horse traders and book agents lareely monopolize nowadays tne gift of speech. In these times it is considered badge of weakness to be a fluent talker, and conversational pyrotechnics such as SameantS. Prentiss, and RufusClioate, argean nd Th

tomas F. Marshall were wont

to indulge in, and even the great Webster in his convivial moods, would in these days of silent performance suggest a suspicion of lunacy. Business men particularly look askance at a voluble talker, and so far has the faculty of ready and varied speech gone below par that even in social circles

few flashes of silence," as -Sid-

writer, and one may. (if he has the ability) say as many saucy things as Oliver Wendell Holmes in print, but he must beware of vocal audacities. It is no longer allowable to depart from the regulation humdrum conversational standard in vogue, and it is the golden age for stupid people and for those who can only "talk shop." The pulpit might, if it would, save one lorum for the orator, but there is no field left for the talker save the barroom, and the Boswells of that quarter have no countenance outside to retail the brilliant things they have heard.

S "S

The War With China.

Logangport Pharos. Joe See was interviewed yesterday about the French war with China. When asked if the French could whip China, he said: "No. China gottee wall allee round and water in frontee. Frenchee come in on ships. Tidee go outee and ships stick in mude. The Chinee go ontand killee French." "Can't they get over the wall on the land, Mr. See?" "No. Wallee too high. Frenchee

climbee. Gat to toppee, when inee boys hit 'em with clubbee on the head and killee Frenchee."

Finding Joe See well founded in his belief as to the perfect security of his nation he was questioned as to the chances an American business man had of making money in China. "He gottee no chancee tallee. When he theree he no knowee Chinee talk. If he have a store he have to gettee Chinaman to countee money, he takee money 'long and he no comee back. No, no Melican man no makee muchee

China."

A Self-PropelHnjc Buggy. Mr. A. E. Seay, of our town, aays the Port Gibson (Miss.I Reveille, tells ns he has placed his plans for a selfpropelling buggy in the hands of a good model-maker in Philadelphia for a working model of his invention. He says it differs from other steam or selfpropelling vehicles going the rounds of the papers. The machine can be made about the usual size of an ordinary buggy with four wheels, with power equivalent to two hones. The machinery, engines, generator and occupant of the vehicle are supported by the rear or driving-wheels, which give it the necessary traction to insure success. The front wheels act as a balancing and controlling medium. He uses liquid fuel, and can generate the maxi mnm power in less time than a horse can be harnessed and attached to a buggy. The machine can be operated and controlled as easily as a lady can a sewing machine, and can be made to nin twentv or more miles per hour, on good roads, and will asj-end a hill having arise of seventeen feet to the hunre it

An illuminated cross, twelve feet in height, similar to those in this city and Brooklyn, is to be spire of St. Agatha's

VKNTRIIiOQUMTS.

atwiilln IiUnlo Wttk Mwatar—Tfcalr Straag* Sift K*-

Cleveland Herald. The art or gift of ventriloquism,

All education to byutyis, first, dating back to remotest an- sending the guest to theonly vacant raund a chiV secondly,6 in the fields tiquity and supposed to have its origin room in the house among the ancient Hebrewa, tha acknowlege that ithas^the^reputauon rii«»i»iiwi and Egyptians, and practiced to a considerable extent at the present time, is a mystery to the gen eral public, and is this week the topic of considerable discussion, as Mr. Al-

of considerable discussion, ati«r. AI- .j*,prepared

O. Duncan, one of the most skillful of

request me to give them lessons, but unless they are naturally adapted for it, any degree of learning will not do them any good." "What do vou mean by being naturally adapted? Are your vocal organs different from the general run?" "No I have bad my vocal organs examined by a number of physicians and they failed to discover any malformation." "Then where does the peculiarity ex»t?" "In the muscles of the Btomach. My ventriloquial voice is entirely governed by them. I suppose there are a great many people possessing the same gift, but after discovering it finds out that considerable practice is necessary to become proficient in it." "How did you discover that you possessed the gilt?" "When a small "boy I was in the habit of imitating animals of all sorts. One day a man heard me and said that the voice seemed to come from a different direction. He called me a ventriloquist, hut I hadn't the slightest idea what he meant by the term until I grew up to be quite a large hoy, when I became conscious of my ability of throwing my voice wherever 1 chose. I first appeared at church sociables and other entertainments, and with constant practice 1 was soon enabled to adopt the stage as a profession." "How is it that in uttering consonants you do not move your lips in the slightest?"

there is no danger whatever from over jiaye

e*ertion."

"Did you inherit your gift from your

parents?" "No, indeed, they are mutes but I have often thought I possessed the voices of both combined —my natural tone and the voice in my stomach." "Did you ever take any advantage of your gifts for your own personal amusement?" "Oh, yes, quite frequently. You see, I pass considerable of my time travelling upon the railroad. When the trip grows monotonous, and we have no more subjects to discuss or yarns to spin, I, by special request of the other members of the company, proceed to have some fun with the conductor. You know that dogs are not allowed on some of the roads unless the fare is collected for them. AB soon as I see the conductor enter our car I begin to imitate the barking of a

both deaf

very healthy dog, and throw the voice unaer one of the seats. The conductor immediately institutes a search for tbe canine, and I tell you we get any amount of fun out of the operation. As soon as the conductor rexueststhe passenger—a lady most generally—to move for the purpose of discovering the dog, I throw my voice in another direction and only last week I set a conductor almost wild with rage hunting after the supposed dog from seat to seat, with the assist-

and he finally sacrincea nis me. ine misiram feelings of the widow Trumann are not anee of the porters and other attaches. "ThH von ever meet with anv other

"Did you ever meet with any other amusing incident "Not very long ago I stood upon a street cerner and watched two peddlers angrily disputing about the right 10 display their wares. Though in dispute, they were quite polite to one another, but just for the sake of a lark I threw my voice, imitating one of the disputants, into his mouth, and made him call the other man an infernal liar. The other fellow couldn't see it in that light, and you should have seen the fun. I kept this thing up for quite a while, ana when they came to blows I put an apology into the mouth of one, and thus tne affair ended.

Once in a street car," continued Mr. Duncan, "I had a great deal of sport at the expense of a Mushing young damsel. The car was not crowded, but the

the )0Uc

FblbMphJ*

-X

Beats

were all occu

pied' and among the passengers waa a vonngand pretty girl, wearing a heavy 'fur-lined cloak. I began imitating the sound of a squealing baby, as if emanating from under her cloak, attracting the attention of every passenger to the lady, and mystifying her complete ly. She moved about in an uneasy sort of manner, the cries of the child growing louder and louder, and the eyes of all the passengers were turned toward her, untif, in a fit of desperation, she unbuttoned her cloak for the sake of proving that she had no child concealed there. I then threw my voice under the seat, and an old gentleman, touched with pity and contempt for the young mother crawled under the seat on his hands and knees and looked for it. The passengers were all mystifiied, for I kept the squealing up until I left the car.'

Meteor Bright Enough to Read By. One of the most brilliant and beautiful meteors that we have ever seen, says the Fayetteville Sun, shot across the sky from an eastern to a northwestern direction on Thursday night, 1st instant. We witnessed it from one of tbe finest views in Cumberland county, just on the brink of Haymount, near the residence of Col. Starr. It lit up the nortberc heavens sufficiently to make it light enough to see how to read for a short space of time, and then burst into atoms of various hues and colors, making a panorama seldom equalled and beautiful beyond description. After bursting it left a path of fire the whole distance that of itself was truly remarkable and could be plainly seep for five minutes.i

Tbe Ghostly Novel.

Talking about ghosts, writes M. Quad, it may not be out of place to implore those who intend to write Christmas ghost stories to spare us the tmmiHt lines: "He could not tell how loaf bt bid b*a MIMP wbta bt

awoke with a fodiag U»t aon* on© was in the room." It is also to be hoped that all right-minded papeis and magazines will join us in roppressing this well-worn sentence. It may be permissable to hesitate about

the few successful ones now practicing sceptical guest, but we must insist that it has been giving nightly exhibitions he can tell accurately of hia gift at the Park theater during the past week.

Thinking that perhaps the public would be benefited or interested with an explanation of the mystic gift, a reporter called on Mr. Duncan yesterday, and the first question put to him was whether it waa possible for any person to acquire the art "It is an utter impossibility," replied the ventriloquist, "to acquire a knowledge of it out of the numerous books publifhed on the subject. To tell you the truth, in all my career, though not a very long one, I have never met a book-made ventriloquist I have looked over several of tbe works on the subject, but instead of being an assistance they were positive detriments and only tended to confuse me* "Then, according to your theory, ventriloquism is a gift and not an art?" "That's it, exactly. I have had a large number of people call upon me ana r*nneet me to rive them less

Well, you see, 1 use my throat and mouth for the pitch and tone of the voice also, for consonant souml.s and I regulate the d'stance where I want the voice to sound by contracting the muscles of the stomach. If I want the voice to sound apparently at soni« distance I move the muscles at the base of the stomach the lower 1 so the further tbe voice sounds ami if I wish it to sound nearer 1 contract the muscles at the top of the stomach, and with constant practice 1 am enabled to regulate sounds instantaneously." "Owing to the great strain upon the stomach, it is, of course necessary to take the best of care, for you know the

liSSWaww,

of being" haunted. We will he delighted over the courage of the guests who laughs at the absurd story, ana who takes his candle' and gy. 'P the creaking old stair and finds a cheerful fire ourning in the grates -«®.

thewtaln com-:

of g^at Bnd the

terror of the

u, k», how long he has been asleep, even if he wakes witn a chill and a strange feeling all overhung for there really ought to oe some ongjp inal feature introduced into these Ola and well-beloved ghost stories.

TBE POLICEMAN'S CANARY

Wonderful Songster Presented a Journaliat by a Uratefnl Blue-Coat.

The New York Journal aays that a dark canary bird sang "God Save the' Queen'' yesterday in Madison avenue. The notes were perfectly plain, although perhaps a little mixed, wtth "Yankee Doodle." "That bird," said the proud owner, "has pedigree and a story."

One of the best known journalists of New York assisted a man from the old dart to a place on the police force. The new policeman was grateful, and withed to show it in some tangible manner. He asked his patron if a case of cbampagne would be acceptible. He received a negative reply. The new policeman was not satisfied. One day the journalist's wife saw Brass Buttons coming up the streeet leading a big Newfsundland dog. The dog was brought into the room, upsetting, bric-a-brac and chairs. The lady begged the honest coppers, not to show his gratitude in such a bulky shape, explaining that there was no room lor a big dog in a boarding house. The dog was no better pleased than the lady, and dragged his master out of doors. One day, as the gentleman and his wife were rejoicing that they had escaped such a costly present, and hoping that their friend had fQigotten them, the notes of "God Save Yankee Doodle" floated in from the outside up to their door, ending in a twitter and

"fiere is something that yon can take, then," said a cheery voice. It was the officer and a canary. "This bird," said the donor, "isno ordinary canary bird. He comee from the upper classes, and his grandfather on his father's side performed before Queen Victoria." ,i' 'Zti "Whatdid he do?" "He had a cage fixed up for the occasion, and he was taken from the sound of the bells of Shandon to Windsor castle. He was not at all heightened when he saw the first citiaen of England. He came out of the cage and perched on her finger. Then no sang his little piece—the national anthem. The queen was so touched that she fairly wept. The bird returned to his cage, turned summersaults around his perch, hanging on by one leg. He then substitutedhis beak, and went around so fast that he looked like a golden ball. After that he got in his swing and turned over like a wheel. Then he walked around the Bides of hi8 cage, using his beak and toenails, jusfc like a parot When he had made the» circuit he gave a yip, and fell into the bottom of the cage as if he was a dead bird. At that the

queen

gave a little

scream—she thought he was in easnest At which the bird stood up and laughed—so they said—sang his piece again, and went up on his roost as if he had done nothing worthy of mention. The

done nothilig worUlv

of mention. The

money

g.8t^r

enough to buy the song-

ater, which'belonged to my poor, blind

gieter.' "The policeman's good heart was getting up into his voice now, but he was cheered by being told that Pat, the grandson, should be well taken care of, and given a chance to improve his education, BO as not to put hiB ancestor to shame. The promise has been kept, and there is no finer bird in New York than Pat.

ANEW WAYTOPAYOLD DEBTS

The Law Against Profanity, and the Use to Which It was Put. Philadelphia Item.

Few persons know that there is a law in Pennsylvania punishing profanity with a fine, and that one-half of the tine goes to the person making the charge. But such is the fact, and Charles Hoist, a tight-listed citizen of the First ward, remembered it to his profit and tbe discomfiture of an honest neighbor, Charles Gibbs, by name, and a shoemaker by profession. Gibbs had a bill of $7.00 against Hoist for shoes made and mended. Gibbs is much inclined to profanity, and interlards his conversation with words that do not look well in print. Gibbs is excitable. Hoist is cool as a cucumber. GibbB dunned Hoist, who replied that the shoes were good for nothing and refused to pay. Gibbs got mad and began to swear. Hoist out with his pencil and marked down every oath as it was uttered, on the back of a card. Whenever Gibbs showed any signs of stopping, Hoist provoked him to continue his profanity until twenty-four oatns were marked on tbe score. Then he hied him to the nearest magistrate and directed his honor's attention to this law: "I4n4P£. person of the age of 16 years or Mjr wards shall profanely curse or swear ..

IUO QU»I1 |fiv»ssw iy the name of Ood, Jesus Christ, or the Holy Ghost, shall forfeit or pay the sum of sixty-seven cents for every such profane curse "or tiath." And then to tbe law giving the informer half |of the fines. A warrant was issued. Gibbs was arrested Hoist testified to the number of oaths, and the fines, amounting to $16.08, collected, onehalf of which, $8.04, was paid to Hoist, the informant, who then paid the shoemaker $7.60 in his own money and had forty-four cents left, with which he "set em up" for the constable in the nearest beer saloon. Hoist ought to apply for a position under the Law and Order society. He possesses rare qualities for an informer which that association might utilize.

1 Our Rich Men. But how can we bear an existence, says I)io Lewis, which, measured by Vanderbilt's, is a pitiful failure? Are you sure, my friend, that his life is such a magnificent success If a man were happy in promotion to his possessions, which is really the popular notion, then, indeed, money would be the great good. Here is a gardener worth $100: He sings while about his work, enjoys and digests his dinner, watches his children as they play among tbe flowers, and aeems contented. Suppose Mr. Yanderbilt with his $200,000,000 were as happy in proportion to his wealth! He would climb to. the top of Trinity steeple, face Wall, street, yell and shriek his tumultuous emotions, and in the madness of his, joy, IMP into eternity.

Study his face when driving Maud ., and see if you think him very hap-, He retires from business at 60, his back is sore from thes heavy burden. The strain lias nearly: crazed him. People envy him Maud S. Poor fallow, I wish he had a mare, .. that could go in twenty seconds but, even then, he could not get away from A the ghait of the "West Shore." f:l

If the object of a pilgrimage to a' gammer resort is to keep cool, theu "Devil's Slide" in the Yellowstone! Park is tb« place to go. It freexes $6*1% WW? Ulgbt ia